slow end

"where is Amira?"(syn)

I asked chento, my voice calm but backed by a newfound power.

"if I tell you then that means I've betrayed our leader, there will be consequences."(chento)

I sighed, I knew where he was going with this.

"you can be in charge for all I care, where is she?"(syn)

"that's what I'm talking about, you kill her and let me take over."(chento)

"that is, unless you want to take over?"(chento) asked, he was probing at this point, gaging my stance.

"I didn't even want to control a region like my other siblings so no, you have it!"(syn)

he popped up from his chair, excited.

"perfect, that's just what I needed to hear."(chento)

he reached into his pocket and pulled out a necklace, a small black jewel on it.

"this will take you directly to her, crush it, it's only one way so getting out of there is on you."(chento)

I took the necklace with caution, from how he phrased it you'd think her lair was in another dimension, was it?

"if you're wondering if her lair is in the underworld or anything like that it's not, it's just so heavily guarded that it makes my head spin to think of escape strategies."(chento)

I nodded, thankful for the info, everything helps at this point.

"remember if I'm taking her out that means if you piss me off I'll take you out, don't ruin this for yourself amd I won't bother you."(syn)

he raised his hands, placing them in mid air above his head casually.

"what me? I'm completely innocent."(chento) said, his voice coy and sarcastic.

I narrowed my eyes at him, his hands lowering as he nodded.

"alright fine, don't piss off the calamity god, got it."(chento)

I tilted my head a bit to the side and crossed my arms, shifting my stance a bit to the side.

"and I won't piss off your siblings either."(chento)

my stance returned to normal, my hand patting his shoulder like we were old friends.

"you're smart."(syn)

I removed my hand and crushed the black jewel between my pointer finger and thumb on my left hand, the hand that wasn't just on his shoulder.

a black puff of fog began spiraling and covering me completely, a momentary void before an extravagant mansion was in front of me.

the bitch Amira herself directly facing me, frozen in shock.

"you know why I'm here."(syn)

she nodded slowly, sweat dripping onto the carpet below, large beads hanging from her nose.

she looked like shit....perfect.

with an explosive burst of speed I crossed the distance of a few feet between us, grabbing hee throat eith my right hand and slamming jer down, the floor cracking and cratering as wood splinters flew into the air.

she began writhing amd struggling for breath, her hands wildly grasping at my arms as if they had any chance of budging them.

[stats below 200,000]

this was disappointing.

"I gotta say I'd hoped you would have grown more, at least then this would've been a challenge."(syn)

I could feel her body trembling under my grip, her fight had only increased as her attempts to escape seemed even more desperate.

im not gonna make this fast.

my left hand trailed downward, one finger lightly brushing on her exposed skin, stopping directly below her thigh.

her face was petrified in fear, I was loving this!

I slowly gripped my hand around her left leg, keeping eye contact as I released a bit of my grip from her throat, making sure she could keep breathing.

with one slow pull her leg began to separate, bone cracking, veins and arteries pulling before snapping, liquid gushing aggressively as she screamed.

can I use my healing to keep her alive?

[yes]

I focused my godly healing ability, only enough to stop the bleeding, not enough to regrow the limb, a stump now directly under her thigh.

"can't have you dying yet."(syn)

ker screams for help became louder, she began begging for her life, frantically apologizing for everything as she squirmed hopelessly.

not good enough to earn her life.

I moved onto the next leg, repeating the slow tear, making sure sure to go slower and slower the further her leg seperated, her vocal cords snapping and exploding from her throat from the intensity of the screams, an open wound beneath my hand.

the now silent Amira kept suffering, I made sure of it.

when I worked on her legs it was too fast, this time, with her arms, it wouldn't be.

moving up slowly I was now at her right arm, beginning to rip her fingernails and fingers off one by one, healing them and starting over.

I'd lost count of how many times I'd done this, at least 50 or more AT LEAST.

her eyes had begin to dim, her fight not as strong as before, it seemed she'd given up, I'd fix that.

I poured more energy into my healing, both her legs and arm had regrown, her vocal cords returning as she began stammering unintelligibly.

some light had returned to her eyes, I could work with this.

I pretended to falter, releasing my grip as I held my head and closed my eyes tight, stumbling back and off her, collapsing to the ground.

all part of the plan.

she took my acting, believing it, racing to the offense as she began to sprint at me with anger, rage.

her fist moved so slow that I waited until the last second, making sure she had some hope left for me to crush before catching it.

the second I caught it and squeezed the despair and realization on her face was priceless, bringing immense joy to my face as tears began falling down hers.

without wasting a moment I grabbed her by the hair, dragging her over to the bed, using her own weird ass strong sex restraints against her, keeping her restrained.

I wasn't gonna fuck her, I was making sure she didn't move, I needed a "captive audience" for this next part.

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demon maid pov.....

the screams and cries from my lady had been persistent for hours now, her begs and wails breaking my spirit as I cried, wishing the sounds to stop.

I couldn't help my lady, it hurt me so much, whoever was in there made sure no one could enter.

what's worse is that a very strong storm had completely surrounded the compound and blocked anyone from entering or leaving, the deep dark red sky and flashing lightning, the deafening thunder, it all kept us In line.

whoever was here, torturing my lady, was powerful, and they wanted us to remember that.

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an entire week would pass, Syn torturing Amira the entire time, the storm never letting up once.

the demons in Amiras lair were all petrified, all hiding in their respective rooms.

even though they'd all tortured someone they'd never heard screams or wails this intense, and the sounds, oh the sounds!

whoever was in that room was creative, cruel, and sick, in all the wrong ways.

these demons had no idea that their leader had incurred the wrath of a god, if they'd have known they would have fled much earlier, much much earlier.

but now they were unable to, the storm prevented that.

no one slept, no one ate, no one spoke, the halls had become dead, only occupied by the echoed screams of their leader, their lady.

these demons didn't know who was torturing her but they did know these few things, one, he was powerful, two, he was sick, and finally three, he was the reason the storm was here.

it took them up until tjmhe very last day of the storm to figure that one out.

since the storm vanished when their lady's screams stopped abruptly.

even though they were reluctant they had to check, several demons even fleeing the room to vomit as they couldn't stand the sight.

the demons who fled weren't bullied, they were sex demons, demons who weren't used to seeing these sights, and they weren't punished for it, their peers not speaking a word of their flee to anyone.

word would travel to chento, he would go and claim the throne, now more than ever terrified of the calamity god, swearing to do everything in his power not to piss him off, his followers not at all against the idea, willfully changing some of their practices to avoid the wrath of this person, they didn't know him but they knew his handiwork, they knew how far he'd go.

to him killing Amira wasn't enough, and these demons didn't want to face anyone with that mindset, quick deaths were one thing, slow ends were another.

it wasnt long before rumors began spreading from one demon to another, in each and every one of them it all said the same thing.

fear a certain calamity god, fear him alot.