Paradise Planet - Heaven or Hell?

So after being randomly placed at Fyu’s Paradise Planet, both [color=red]Nitmer[/color] and [color=purple]Retkan[/color] finally came out of their little stupors. Both found themselves quite powerless and cut off from their usual antics and comforts of magic. It was frightening and led them to one conclusion fueled by Nitmer’s best attempt at logic...

[color=red]“Uh.. Retkan, this one of your places?...”[/color] [color=purple]“No.. I.. even if it was, I would have some sort of.. control, feeling, some sort of anything.. I-I-I can’t even fly..”[/color] [color=red]“Huh...”[/color] [color=purple]“What happened? Where are we?..”[/color] [color=red]“My best guess is... heh.. [b]THAT FYU FUCKER KILLED US![/b]”[/color] [color=purple]“H-he.. [b]WHAT?[/b] What do you mean? We’re dead?! Why.. h-how?!”[/color] [color=red]“Oh yeah. You fell asleep! I was even trying to save you from him. I was SO heroic and you missed it! You were in my arms and then he did [b]SOMETHING[/b].. Well.. Here we are! Powerless in some unknown pretty nice place.. My guess is that world’s Heaven.”[/color] Nitmer conveniently leaves out anything that will incriminate himself, and Beelzebub is left out too. He's sour about what Fyu had said and that Retkan [sub]SLEPT[/sub] on him. But he still likes Beelze.. so.. INTERNAL CONFLICT... [color=purple]“....F-Fyu.. killed us?...”[/color] [color=red]“Yep.”[/color] [color=purple]“B-but...”[/color] [color=red]“No buts! You even remembered after you got all googly-eyed that Towa mentioned [b]dissecting you[/b]. You really think Fyu would be [i]ANY different[/i]? You’re lucky you have me as your armor! I told you long ago. I’ll be there no matter what end comes. And.. well.. this doesn’t seem like an end yet! We’re here, talking.. so let’s get walking!” [/color]

Nitmer walked onward. It took a moment for Retkan to find her feet and follow, but in socks and with much shorter legs, she was lagging even as she clutched Nitmer’s shirt and clung to him for dear.. [i]apparent afterlife[/i]. This prompted Nitmer to pause and just crouch down, to grab Retkan’s arms and put them over his shoulders so he could stand and adjust her legs about his waist, then cart her along with his hands supporting her behind his back. Retkan just let him, used to being just moved and carted about. This was normal. It was expected. She existed and observed. No wonder she went along with most things.

Powerless, Retkan was at an all time low and totally dependent on Nitmer. He seemed to delight in this. Each time she stumbled, bit her lip, cried.. he was there with comforting and an all too pleased grin. The male demon was a survivalist and took to his task of attending Retkan well. If she was cold, he warmed her up. If she was hungry, he got her food and made it taste great. If she was hot, he cooled her down. When she was tired, he carried her. And he lied his ass off as it suited him, and her too to a point, unless lying suited him more. And blame. He was cruel about it even, bitter.

[color=red]“You should stop being so.. mopey. It kinda kills the vibe. We have a good thing going here! Sure, it’s not YOUR creation, but we’re here [b]together[/b].”[/color] [color=purple]“Nitmer.. We’re dead! DEAD! I.. I lost [b]everything[/b]. I was feeling [b]truly alive[/b] for [i]once[/i]. I could [b]create and exist[/b] and—“[/color] [color=red]“See, that’s your problem. You decided to go explore these little feelings of yours and GOT US KILLED. [i]You should have trusted me.[/i] You should have stayed riiiight by me. [i]Existed with ME.[/i] Then we would be alive, you would be creating and saving your precious artifacts. But oh no. Nope! You HAD to go and get too close to that [b]fucking sword-wielding freak[/b] and his whole damn fucking family!”[/color] [color=purple]“I.. wait.. [i]you were the one who drew their attention[/i].. and.. called me into things in front of Fyu and Queen Towa..”[/color] [color=red]“I followed YOUR orders. Remember? [i]Get a job Nitmer. Be responsible Nitmer. Nitmer you need some discipline. Nitmer you need some more experience. Nitmer you need to practice. Call on me if you really need me Nitmer. You’re not allowed to die Nitmer[/i].”[/color] [color=purple]“Well.. I suppose you did.. I just..”[/color] [color=red]“Just what?”[/color] [color=purple]“I just.. really liked Fyu.. really [b]like[/b] Fyu.. Everything he can do.. and the chase and the studies.. [b]and[/b] Beelzebub.. He.. he was.. GREAT.. I’ve studied so many beings but him.. I could TALK to him.. You don’t even let me talk most of the time.. There was just somethi--”[/color] [color=red]“St-still?! You.. still.. like the fucking asshole that KILLED YOU?! [i]Heh.. That’s what I love about you though, Retty. You just[/i]--[sub]You know.. scratch that.. I think.. perhaps I’ve been a bit too soft on you.[/sub] It’s fine to have that trust in ME.. but these others? They’re not like US. They’re their own brand. Your little world was full of emotional suppression. Mine was driven by emotional domination. So let’s make this easy. Think with that pretty little logical head of yours Retty. Am I stronger still? [b]Yes.[/b] Am I faster still? [b]Yes.[/b] Am I willing to do ANYTHING that I feel is in OUR best interests? [b]Yes![/b] Can you do anything? [b]NO![/b] So.. No more Fyu-talk. No more Beelzebub-talk. No more creation or other such moot nonsense. You lost all of that. You fucked it up. [b]It’s gone.[/b] But we’re still here. We’re still Renegades! US. You have nowhere to go, nothing to do and we are the only two of OUR kind.. So! Let’s focus on [b]our future[/b], despite this whole.. death-thing.. I know you. I know you’ll randomly snap up and BOOM! Back home we go. We’ll stay there this time. No more ventures for you.”[/color] [color=purple]“Before I address the whole liking Fyu thing.. ....Nitmer.. I appreciate everythi—“[/color] [color=red]“Nuh uh. None of that now [i][b]Retty[/b][/i]. The fact of the matter is, [b]you’ve got no choice[/b]. I mean really, [i]whatchyou gunna do?[/i] We can’t exist without each other. We need each other. We are bound through time, life [sub]and apparently death.[/sub] Love and care and that shit aside, I’ve already stated CLAIM. That means [b]I win.[/b] I take care of you. I’ve killed for you. I make you smile and laugh. I’ve gone along with nearly every wish and whim you’ve had. And here we are! DEAD. Together! So just accept your new place already at MY side this time. I would tell you to get that romanticized shit out of your head unless it involves ME buuut I don’t think you have any grasp on what shit you say or feel half the time. You’re like.. fucking incapable.. just full of fascination and fuck knows what else!”[/color] [color=purple]“I ju—“[/color] [color=red]“Retkan... Nu-uh. Quiet time. Now. ...I don’t want to [b]have to[/b] hurt you... [b][i]Don’t push me.[/i][/b]”[/color] [color=purple][sub]“......Sorry Nitmer..” [/sub][/color]

The two had an obligatory symbiosis of parasitism, a dependence upon one another to survive and exist that was not quite stable or balanced, but rather twisted and somehow worked on a fragile thin line. That’s what came from two beings isolated from the rest of the world pretty much. Be it wolf and lamb or scorpion and frog, it was a dangerous path they traversed together. Both seemed to be aware of a dystopian end. Neither knew when it would come, but expected themselves or the other to bring it on for them both. Granted.. they both had a taste of actually interacting with OTHERS now. And all the social awkwardness that came with it and their fractured selves.





[color=purple]“How come we don’t have halos?..[/color]” [color=red]“Fuck if I know. Maybe because we’re demons? I’ve never been dead before..”[/color] [color=purple]“I suppose..”[/color] [color=red]“At least we’re in Heaven, yeah? I mean.. The only Hell I can picture, is being without you.”[/color] [color=purple]“I know what you get like..[sub] I wouldn’t do that to you. I’ll always be around if I can. So long as we can. You’ll never be alone.[/sub] But this Heaven..... it feels like.. [b]my Hell[/b].. I feel [b]alive without living[/b] now..”[/color] [color=red]“Maybe it is Hell, a weird pretty Hell.. but I’ve got [b]my[/b] Heaven [b]right here[/b] so I’m good. We’ll face it together like we always do. We just need to spark that pretty mind of yours.. Hey! You want to create, right? How about we find some seeds and you can get a little garden going? There’s bound to be all sorts of plants you’ve never seen here.”[/color] [color=purple]“And let me guess.. you’ll kill the weeds behind my back so I don’t fuss about the death of the weeds and wanting to put them elsewhere for study?”[/color] [color=red]“....Damn straight.”[/color]

[color=purple]“What about Kay’el?..”[/color] [color=red]“...You remember her?..”[/color] [color=purple]“Of course.”[/color] [color=red][b]“NO OF COURSE SHIT! You barely fucking remember what happened at vital events in your life! [i]Or within two minutes of them happening! Or where you fucking come from![/i]”[/b][/color] [color=purple]“But I remember her.. and you... and our plans.”[/color] [color=red]“Meh... Well.. kid will be fine, yeah? I mean.. not like you can use her here anyways, right?... [b]Right?[/b].. [sub]That's not an escape you're plotting is it?..[/sub]”[/color] Retkan’s voice lost her usual cheer and whimsy into something cold and calculating. Nitmer was so caught up in the subject that he failed to notice this. [color=purple]“Perhaps..”[/color] [color=red][sub]“Retkan.. she’s just a kid...”[/sub][/color] [color=purple]“She’s [i][b]energy[/b][/i]But you know I don’t actually NEED her right? Not for this meager task. I can just rewrite our reality once things internally calm themselves. I just need to.. hrm.. How to explain this to your mind.. to relax.. but Nitmer, about her.. To you she may be a chi—“[/color] [color=red][b]“R-ret?!”[/b][/color]

In the middle of speaking, Retkan’s gray gaze had taken on a drastic shift. Black took over her eyes until there was just those small red pupils, at which point she dropped to her knees. Then it was over, leaving the demoness shaky and blinking from a daze.

[color=purple][sub]“Hmm?..”[/sub][/color] [color=red]“Retkan?!.. You.. alight there? You fell.. [b]The fuck happened this time??[/b]”[/color] [color=purple]“I.. I don’t know... ....[sub]what were we talking about?..[/sub]”[/color] [color=red]“Stuff.. and.. ..Kay’el..”[/color] [color=purple]“What stuff? Who?..”[/color] [color=red]“Fuck my life... [b]Gods fucking damn it all![/b] Just.. [b]UGH![/b].. [sub]Hush.[/sub] In the middle of a DEAD fucking conversation now even... Eeesh... Sometimes I think I rattled your brain [b]a bit too fucking hard..[/b]”[/color] [color=purple][sub]“Wh-what?! You rattl—“[/sub][/color]

Nitmer just scooped her up and when Retkan went to speak, he just shook his head with a hand cupped over her mouth. [b]Nope.[/b] He was full of [b][i]fuck nope and done[/i][/b]. Somehow Retkan seemed used to this, just puffing up her cheeks in defeat and getting carried in his arms. She hadn’t a clue as to what happened. Neither did Nitmer... which was all the more reason he was suddenly clutching her to him.

[color=red][sub]“Your back is burning again, ain’t it?...”[/sub][/color] [color=purple][sub]“...Yes..”[/sub][/color] [color=red]“Fucking figures.. ”[/color] [color=purple][sub]“...You really do keep tabs, don’t you?”[/sub][/color] [color=red][b]“Whu?..”[/b][/color] [color=purple]“On me. You keep little tabs in a book in your head, don’t you?”[/color] [color=red]“Well.. yeah.. Plus I feel it too.. I’m your attendant, eh? Oh wondrous to-be god of Change! What sort of attendant would I be if I couldn’t take care of MY god? [i]A fucking bad one.[/i]”[/color] [color=purple]“..Better than a secretary..”[/color] [color=red]“...[i]Shut up.[/i] We don’t talk about that. [i]Never talk about that.[/i] ..Ngh... You’re getting heavy.. probably too tired to keep going. Sleep isn’t something that can hold you back anymore so you mi—Ret?... [sub]Huh.. already out.. We REALLY should have waited to leave our bubble of existence until you had your magic groove back.. And your head.. What happened to that brilliant radiance? That caster that just MADE things happen with a wink and a glance? That logical prattle that warped my mind to a fascinated bliss?... What did I do to you?.. besides turn you into some innocent airhead.. still adorable though.. kinda moreso now.. ...Actually I’ve got a good chance if I can keep you this way...[/sub]”[/color]

Nitmer picked out a spot under a tree that seemed perfect and sat down with Retkan on his lap. For a long time he just stared, watching her sleep. Idly he poked one of his metal blades through his glove, just so he could etch their initials on that tree. Across time he did this, leaving marks.. trees.. walls.. wet cement.. There were just random N+R’s in hearts wherever Nitmer went. It was one of many rules he broke. Leave no trace? Oh he left traces! She was his strength and weakness. She instilled his courage and fear. She grounded him to reality and drove him beyond insanity. Before he even realized, his hand was at her neck, just sitting there, glove gone and bladed claws fully switched out. Nitmer glared downward, right eye giving a twitch before that too-wide of a psychotic grin split his features. His crimson pupils danced between Retkan’s neck and that scar upon her cheek. Of course Retkan was obliviously asleep.. again.. Two broken beings made a downward spiral of crazy while trying to swim upstream. They seemed okay apart.. but stuck together alone was less than ideal, although it was all they knew.