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Music of the Spheres [Zeed and Demi RP]

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“Since Lucifer’s imprisonment every demon in Hell have began to fend for themselves, think of it almost like a form of survival of the fittest...although there have been rumors, whispers amongst the powerful of new management in Hell...and while I cannot promise a smooth trip, I can assure you that we shall make it out alive."

Said Ogma as he opened what appeared to be a door that had appeared out of thin air, nothing on the other side visible.

“Shall we?"

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Wayrael seemed to be observing the door.

“Does it open both directions?" he asked curiously. Melody sighed and nodded at Ogma.

“Let’s go."


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Ogma simply nodded, not understanding Melodies joke, Ogma then dissapeared into the darkness behind the door, and the others followed suit. They would walk in darkness on a set stone pathway, everything other than the path they walked was completely shrouded in darkness. Identities would blur on this path, faces would merge in the darkness, voices would whisper to them from the void.

'I am the Ogma.'

'I am Wayrael.'

'I am Melody.'

“We’ve reached the end." Said Ogma as he ceased walking. The path completely disappearing a few inches in front of him.

“We’ve taken the angels path, the quickest route, now we must do as the demons do...and fall." He said, and no sooner after he spoke did he leap foreword, falling down below into the darkness, to Hell.

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“I swear, I better not get a mawaaahhhhhhhh!!!!" Wayrael wailed as Melody pushed him over and dove after him, enjoying the wind beating against his face.


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At first they would simply be falling through the darkness, the cold wind whipping and snapping at them. But after awhile they would soon notice a light at the bottom, it wasn’t very bright, in fact it was barley visible. But it would get bigger and bigger, a burning, red light, and then Hell would barrel at them faster than they could blink, Ogma would land, as he has done this before. Wayrael and Melody would likely land their fall rather nicely as well. And before them would be Hells gates, and at the top would be a sentence, plastered in stone above the faces of the damned.

'Through me the way to the suffering city; Through me the everlasting pain; Through me the way that runs among the Lost. Justice urged on my exalted Creator: Divine Power made me, The Supreme Wisdom and the Primal Love. Nothing was made before me but eternal things And I endure eternally. Abandon all hope - You Who Enter Here.'

At the center of the gate, pulsating in-between the doors was a flesh-like gong, Ogma slammed his fist into it, and it let out an audible crash, which would slowly dissipate into the screams of the tormented. The gates would then slowly start to open, and standing behind them would be a small, squat demon situated behind rows of metal bars.

“What brings you to Hell, foolish travelers?" It asked.

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Wayrael was shouting and scolding Melody for pushing him as they fell, with Melody giggling the entire way until the angel began to glide using the wings he almost forgot he had, helping the male relax as he felt he was in a degree of control...until the demon spoke to them.

“Our friend here forgot some things of his here." Wayrael informed truthfully.


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“So...?" The demon responded as he looked at the angel with contempt and disgust, his eyes where slightly squinted and his face was scrunched up, as if he was looking directly at a bright light. Ogma then moved past Wayrael and Melody, towering over the squat devil, eyes glinting like stars.

“Greetings demon of the pit, take me to the armory immediately, I seek my weapons and my tools." Said Ogma.

“Oh...manny seek power in Hell, who are you to ask?" It replied.

“In fact, I’d say that you do-" the demon was silenced as Ogma rammed his fist into it’s face, caving it’s skull in and causing it to fall to the ground, writhing in pain. Ogma then wrapped his fingers around the key that adorned the demons neck, and tore it away, using it to unlock the cage that separated him and the boys from Hell. The creature of course would soon stagger back to it’s feet, and lead them without question. Ogma would walk through Limbo with them, and afterwords they would reach the outskirts of the first circle, and onto the second. The landscape here was wind torn, ripped and tossed about, a massive hurricane stood at the center of this realm, the lustful being blown around by it’s violent, endless wind. They passed the other spheres after this, gluttony, wrath, all the like.

And then they came upon it, the city of Dis, it looked like downward spiral that burrowed further and further into the earth until the bottom seemed almost unnoticeable, and it had towers, gates, walls, ramparts, bridges, and moats lining the streets carved into it’s walls. And there it stood, proud and tall, the armory of Hell was a titanic monolith of a structure, smoke leaking from it’s windows, they would walk towards the large doors which shut it off from the rest of Hell.

“Malthus, great Earl of Hell who rules over 26 legions of demons, I compel you to speak with us." Said Ogma, and for a few moments after that it was silent, only for the quiet to be obliterated as a loud squawking noise filled the air. A large, black stork carrying a trumpet would appear before them, perched on a pike protruding from the tower.

“I have not been summoned by an outside agent for thousands of revolutions, what do you want with me? And why should I obey your command?" It asked in a hoarse voice.

“You shall do exactly as I requested, Hell is in a disarray, there is nobody to protect you, and there are many ways to bind your kind, demon." Said Ogma.

"...Come with me." It said, opening the doors.

Edited 09-09-2014 09:35 PM by Demi
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09-09-2014 09:37 PM
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Melody seemed VERY displeased with how the guard spoke to Wayrael, feeling that revenge was obtained upon watching the demon get slugged by Ogma. Meanwhile, Wayrael was trying to make up a comeback and was just cut off from saying 'Your daughter'. Melody dragged Wayrael in, although the latter almost immediately stumbled over something. Both wisely did not look to see what it was, due to fear of oral rejection of the previous meals. Melody looked at Wayrael to see how he was faring, curious if he was suffering any PTSD from Lucifer coldly murdering the boy in front of the angel.

“Ghhrrrk..." the angel grumbled, his face appearing rather green as his legs buckled, and Melody had to rush under him and catch him, dragging his feet along the ground after Ogma and the demon Malthus. Melody looked at his angel in confusion, wondering if it had to do with where they were. Wait, of course it was. They were taking an angel into Hell, of course he’d act strangely.

“So, Ogma, where are we right now? Hell looks rather...different." Melody asked.


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“Right now we are at the armory here towers are built and weapons are stored, weather they be spoils of war or weapons of battle. Hell has changed greatly since our last visit, it’s now more refined, more meticulous with it’s torture."

The birdlike demon led them through the armory, past the blades and pikes and the scorpion whips. It flew through sickles and swords and enchanted daggers, Malthus turned and flew through a large slanted door, carved from pure obsidian, the room he took them through was filled with nothing but gunpowder, ground from the bones of the damned.

“It shall not be much longer, where do you think your possessions might be?" Malthus asked, reffering to Ogma.

“The last time I was here, they where at the highest part of the tower, locked behind a door made of fire." Ogma responded.

Malthus nodded, flying up a large spiral staircase which reeked of decay, although the stairs where just as sturdy as any other. When they finally arrived at their destination things where just as Ogma said, and before them was a large door made of pure fire. Malthus removed the golden key around a it’s neck with it’s talons, and unlocked the flaming door, causing it to extinguish. They where then led into a room, Ogma moving past Wayrael and the demon in order to look for his possessions, Ogma came back holding only a black swath of cloth. He laid it down in frontif them and then made it unfold, revealing that there where various objects and items concealed within it, a wand, a metal lemniscate, an ouroboros, and a cup, Ogma covered the tools with the cloth, and then gently touched it, the cloth then proceeded to fold in on itself again and again until it had dissapeared.

“Now we take our leave." Said Ogma, looking at Wayrael and Melody.

“Wait, master!" Interrupted a voice, they looked back to see a lesser demon speaking to Malthus, whispering into the archdemons ear.

“My herald has informed me that the new rulers of Hell wish to speak to you three." Said Malthus.

Edited 09-09-2014 11:20 PM by Demi
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Melody looked around, amazed at the variety of weapons stored inside. As they walked, Wayrael pulled his wings back and entered a human corporation (probably the wrong word, but whatever) to try and lessen the effects. He then turned and watched Ogma collect his weapons, still stunned that Hell had such reserves. Melody looked very relieved, as it seemed Wayrael was about to retch onto the floor. The male then paused when he was informed of the new rulers' desire to meet them. Wayrael muttered an annoyed groan, gagging on something momentarily, before resuming a calm breathing pattern.

“May I have something for my angel, here?" Melody said, motioning to Wayrael.


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Ogma turned and looked at Wayrael, noticing his sputtering and gagging, as if he was sick.

“Sorry kid, there’s nothing for an angel in Hell." Said Malthus, and Ogma then moved past the demon briskly, causing it to flap it’s wings frantically to get away. Ogma stopped near Wayrael and clasped his palms togethor, after a few seconds he opened his palms and revealed a small piece of circular bread, seeing it, all the demons seemed to flinch, ever so slightly, the bread would quell his sickness once eaten, but not eliminate it completely.

“We must travel past Dis, boys, and into Hells throne room, there is a formal party of sourts, amongst the principalities and powers, among others." Said Ogma, leading the walk out of the armory. The lower demons had began to notice the presence of beings other than their own kind, they’d be seen stirring about, far off, but never willing to venture too close. Ogma and the boys would begin the march out to the seventh sphere of Hell, they walked past the violent offenders against God. The path they walked would become more barren over time, and eventually they would be standing at the edge of a cliff, with nothing but a gaping void beneath them.

“This is Geryon, the Abyss, we must fall again to gain entrance, be very careful of the Malebolge, falling in is dangerous." Ogma warned, before hopping off his foothold and disappearing into the darkness below.

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Melody thanked Ogma and helped feed it to Wayrael, whom immediately stood up, shuddered, straightened his left wing’s feathers, nearly vomited had Melody not produced a bag for him to vomit into, then smiled confidently. Melody took the bag and handed it to Malthus.

“You guys still have a circle where they wallow in filth, right?" he asked. “Consider this a donation to it." he said, then he and Wayrael ran off until the got to the cliffside and listened to Ogma. Melody went to push the angel again, only for the angel to momentarily turn into thin air and have Melody fall right through him over the edge, with Wayrael grabbing him and carrying him on the way down. Down into the depths.


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“I refuse to speak to you." Said Malthus, referring to Melody, and although he took on a shrewd tone it did nothing to affect his apparent appreciation of the gift, he took it between his talons and flew off to the highest peak in the armory. Ogma would march through the sphere of heresy, the boys following suit, Ogma gazed at the punishments, heretics and false teachers where being burned alive, locked forever in flaming tombs. Ogma avoided a spew of fire that was belched upward from the land as he walked across a bridge, the river underneath being made of blood. When they had reached their destination, the pit at the end of the road, Ogma simply warned them, and jumped. He could hear their voices echoing above him as he calmly fell, and he dwelled on his own thoughts.

“Hell is very different now, this isn’t a Hell of apocalyptic plots, or brash warlords...it’s a Hell of punishment, a Hell of revolution." Ogma though to himself as he flew past the scrams of the trapped, not of men, but of demons. Ogma braced himself, and landed on the ground without hindrance, he was now at the outer edge of the seventh sphere, which was marked by a single gate, open and alone. Ogma marched through it’s doors, this realm housed those who where violent against people and property, said sinners where immersed in Phlegethon, a river of boiling blood, to a level commensurate with their sins. After passing this area they would find themselves a massive forest, made up of men who where transformed into gnarled thorny bushes and trees, perched atop the highest trees where three hideous women, armed with wings and flails.

“What brings you to the forest of suicides, travelers?" They asked in unison.

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Wayrael shuddered, holding onto Melody as they entered the heresy, watching all the people around him throwing slander and blasphemy at God. Melody held his hand tightly and coaxed him over the bridge when the came upon, the edge. This time, Melody held onto Wayrael as the angel took a running jump, and just as he careened over the edge, realized he couldn’t fly while in a corporated body. Down they fell, and Wayrael hit the ground first.

Crack

Two white wings unfurled as he was discorporated, grumbling to himself while Melody looked down at him. They then hurried over to where Ogma was waiting.


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“We must visit the throne that lies at the heart of Hell, the over demons have called us and I intend to heed their summons." Ogma said to them, they snickered and sneered, raking their talons across the bark of the trees that used to be men, the trees moaned in protest, blood seeping from the torn bark.

“And what if we didn’t let you go? It is rare to see new faces in Hell, and we’ve never tasted angel flesh before." They said, nails caressing their blades, scorpion whips writhing, they where moving in, ever so slowly. Their swords where drawn just enough to initiate the first blow, whips pulled back just enough to crack across flesh like lightning, they brought their arms back, and-

“I swear by the presence and the glory, by Dis Pater, by Yama , by Thoth-Hermes and by all the ten Sephirot that if you harm the angel I will attack without mercy." Ogma said, and from the moment those words where mentioned that Ogma had bound himself to his word, they backed off. Ogma would walk through the forest, and when he finished his trek through he would march on through the seventh circle and into the eighth. It was here that the panderers, seducers, flatterer ers, pales prophets, sorcerers and liars where kept. This realm was Malebolge, a large, funnel-shaped cavern, itself divided into ten concentric circular trenches, at the center of Malebolge is the final level of Hell, the ninth circle.

“Prepare yourselves, we’re marching for Cocytus."

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Melody was about to shred the demons into ribbons with his bare hands when Ogma interrupted them. As they began walking again, Melody glared at them with an expression potent enough to fell giants, titans and other behemoths just by locking gazes. Melody and Wayrael continued to march after Ogma, the angel barely keeping himself from smiting the people in this eighth circle for their sins a second time, and as they arrived at the edge, Wayrael wrapped his feathery wings around Melody to help keep the boy warm

“We are ready." Wayrael confirmed.


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They waded through the sands of Hell, each step felt like walking on flaming glass, they got closer to the massive dip that was Cocytus, that was Lucifer, the pit that was Hell’s beating heart. They walked past the counselors off fraud, forever burning, past the sowers of discord being lashed by demons, and then they reached it. They touched Cocytus, made contact with the frozen river, and in the span of a few seconds Hell was no longer this smoldering darkness, it was a cold, distant adversary. The ice crunched beneath their feet, feeling as though they would break the river at any moment, betrayers where frozen beneath the lake, and above it as well, their faces in eternal torment. And lo and behold, there it was, a massive frozen beast with three faces and six leathery wings. It’s wings where constantly flapping, the wind coming from them keeping the lake frozen. It’s faces where gruesome, and each one of them where chewing on a different man, Brutus, Cassius, and Judas Iscariot.

“Fancy meeting you three again, especially you Ogma." Said the being, despite it having all three mouths preoccupied.

“I have no time for talk morningstar, open yourself to us so we may enter." Ogma said in a way that that wasn’t exactly forceful, but not lenient either. The entity merky nodded, and it’s chest opened up, revealing a downward spiral staircase shielded by massive ribs.

“I should have told you both that the heart of Hell was a literal place."

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The angel shivered, stepping on the cold snow associated with the frozen lake. Melody held himself tightly Wayrael, trying to hide from the freezing cold blasts of air coming from the center. Wayrael felt EXTREMELY uneasy being so close to Lucifer, but felt relieved that he was willing to help them, even if not on the front lines. Melody held his arm, reassuring and dragging him forward towards Lucifer’s chest, which honestly grossed them both out, but neither were surprised at this point anymore.


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Ogma observed their disgust, it was obvious that the boys felt uneasily, it was practically smeared across their faces. After observing for a short amount of time, Ogma looked away continued walking. The three marched down the spiral staircase of Lucifer’s spinal column, and entered one of his veins.

“We must be careful...not to lose our path, for these hollow vessels run longer than all the paths of faerie...and they change, Hell is always changing..." Ogma said to them, his tone conveying his words as a warning.

“After the great war, the demons with the most strength banded togethor...and threw him into the ninth sphere. His body soon became the nest of the most powerful demon lords in Hell.." Said Ogma as they walked through a red, pulsating corridor, it immediately closed behind them afterwards. This great beast had a brain larger than a thousand mansions...and eyes so large that one could get lost trying to find their way out of it’s cones. But Hell is a realm of pleasure and passion and flesh, so it only made sense for the hellgods to dwell within the heart.

“We’re here." Said Ogma as they approached an expansive, regal room, there where men and women dancing here, each wearing silken clothing and finely crafted masks of all kinds, and at the center of the room was a large table, covered in food. Sitting (or sometimes standing, occasionally hovering) at the table was a multiplicity of monsters, every demon with a name was gathered at the feast, dining on flesh and blood.

“BzzzzzzzWelcommeeeeeeee Ogmaaa, fanzzzyyyy meaating you heere zzz.“ said a demon that had the form of a massive, bloated fly, Beelzebub. It’s speech was drawn out and almost unintelligible.

“We have been summoned here Lord of Filth, take me to the three immediately." Said Ogma.

“You are in nooo pisitiooon to make threatszzzz, Ogma. You are in the heart of our realmzzz and are subject to our powerzzz.“ the demon spat back, it’s speech becoming slightly less slurred.

“Do not be a fool Baalzebuhl, you have no more power over him than a tree over the Earth.“ A voice said back, the voice in question came from a rather large demon that was made entirely of black smoke.

“Come...the new kings of Hell wish to speak.“ it said, gesturing to the three of them as it walked away from the commotion, to a large crooked door.

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