(Events take place after the A Symphony of Unfulfilled Hearts and Shattered Souls)
A loud pop went off over the brazen orange tortured skies. A body, a mere speck of insignificance, dropped from the heavens like a portent of warning creating a loud wailing noise as it slammed deep into twisted rocks and jagged earth. The ground shook as the explosion echoed for miles over the wasteland.
Dozens of lesser creatures, all twisted and vile in manner, gathered to face the newcomer and see if they lived. It was not uncommon for a soul to slam into this portion of hell, but it was a rarity to see them rise up and breath. Some got up quickly, others not moving for hours. The end was always the same. They promised they would conquer this land, and escape the clutches of hell. It was amusing to see them fail.
Two creatures, one lithe like a shrunken child with elegant features and a fat, bulbous eye ball with feet ran up the peaks with ease, leaving the other demonic entities in their wake to be first to see who the new one was. The woman chattered in a demon tongue, the eyeball merely blinked in response as they reached the apex of the mountain, the crater not a stones throw away.
"It'z a human." The girl mentioned, looking at him with malicious intent. "White snowy hairz! Look, a cute little jacket! I bet he'z popular with all the human ladiez!" She ran up to the fallen body, looking at the jacket and the hair. She took one long, elegant finger and stroked the head before running her full hand through the soft, white lines. She petted the body before she grabbed a fistful of the hair, yanking upwards and screeching into his ear. "Wake up human! Hell awaitz you now!" The body remained motionless, but a solitary eyelid opened, and the mouth twisted into a vile smile.
"For one blissful moment," The man's mouth muttered. "One blissful moment I had it, in my hands, these hands!" He looked down upon his blood covered hands for a moment. "This is silly to feel such joy for a notion that lasted but a brief moment, yet I was fulfilled! I was happy."
"And now you are dead!" The tiny woman cackled, laughing as she slammed the face down into the dirt, rubbing it in. "You failed to win, and now you are dead, you failed to win and now you die all over again!" She sang to a child's tune, her hand slamming the face into the dirt over and over again. She raised his bloody head, looking into his eyes.
"What's your name?" He asked, his breath failing him. The demon turned to the eyeball who nodded and blinked twice. She shrugged looking towards him.
"Sslinrr'aghh Terr'nassist." She garbled looking at him with joyus, black eyes. No trace of whites looked back at her however. Alarmed she dropped her new found toy turning to run before a solitary hand grabbed her by the head, it's fingers digging deep into her skull.
"How nice to meet you, worm." The voice was deeper and darker, and the body seemed to turn rigid. It was as if the human had taken off his skin and handed it over to somebody else. "I don't give to shits whether or not you kill this worthless vessel, I got my fun out of him. But if you ever think you can hold power over me, than you are in a sad state of affairs. Where is the Labyrinth of the Lost?" The woman pointed fixedly towards the eastern canyon and screamed in agony as the fingers pressed harder.
"You are hurting me!" She squeaked. The body lifted the tiny demon up and slammed it face first into ground, a laughter echoing as he did it over and over again.
"Do I give a shit about your life cur?" The voice boomed excitedly. "He was too weak, he just didn't let me take control. So much regret! So much hesitation was in that useless soul. He abused my power, and in so doing abused me!" He vented his frustration as he slammed the tiny demon into the ground. Growing bored he lifted his hand down picking her up and tossing her into the wall nearby destroying the formation. She coughed and wheezed, blood pooling out over her every feature.
"Why are you blaming little 'ol me! I didn't do anything to you!" She cried. The body lifted up its free hand and began to punch the demon in the face over and over.
"CAUSE THAT WHORE CHILD ISN'T HERE AND YOU ARE!" He slammed fist after fist into her, laughing hysterically as he punished the tiny demon for the crimes of the human soul he shared this body with. The woman's face contorted and eventually the next few punches saw her neck snap like a twig, and the body went limp.
The man dropped her, tossing her over the mountain as he walked over to the eyeball that remained neutral through the whole ordeal. He bent low and looked deep into the eye before standing up and kicking it out over the edge of the cliff. He sighed in frustration as he turned over to a rocky cavern area, a small pool of watery blood held in the light, and it shook like a quaking beast waiting to be released. The body walked limply over to it and stared into the reflection and he looked deep into his own eyes.
"You idiot human," The deep voice boomed in anger and rage as it stared into the crimson water. "Tcch," He looked away for a moment in disgust. "You worthless, useless tool. Just a little bit longer and we would have killed him. Well, this is it, you idiot. I warned you that this is the hell that awaits you, and I'm not sticking around for it."
The demon splashed the water with one swipe of his fist and grabbed his head. With a mighty roar the deeper voiced screamed in agony and it was joined by another, softer voice. Both screamed in pain as the body lashed around and flailed about. When the pain became to much the deeper voice roared one last time, the other, calmer voice pitching highly in agony. This caused the deeper voice to howl with sadistic glee.
It took a moment, but out of the mouth of the human a demon began to escape in a bloody liquid trail, forming as more and more blood was released. An hour of torment later the demon was freed looking deep into the soul of the body it once shared. The cold eyes of the white haired man looked to the demon, and it gave off a vile, twisted grin before it collapsed.
"Useless." The demon said turning and leaving the body to its own fate.