the-healing-serpent:
zombiebakura:
“God of light- and I am of the dark. They are the only one I could ever truly fear,” The zombie only smirks, keeping an eye on the boy, watching and measuring him up.
“What of you, mortal? Do you not fear?”
“…. So, where could I find this ‘God of light’?” The healer questions, lips turning up into a small grin.
“Of course I fear things, it’s something all creatures have for self preservation.” Sphintus shrugged while giving the small explanation. “But it’s not like I’d ever tell you those fears.”
“You are unworthy- and unable to summon the Gods to form Hora.” His face shifted, giving a ‘nice try’ expression.
“I don’t need to know your fears- You are nothing to fret about- just a little boy with minimal powers. Keep your secrets- they will do you no good.”
cannibalmariku:
“Such a shame, I will assure that you are alive to see the world fall. To see yourself become the pet you are. A little toy to break, and beg for me to visit you.” It wasn’t too far from his warehouse, the walk and constant needing to hold the boy, man?, down, only made the zombie laugh. “Your death will be by my own hands. I promise you that.”
“What are you going to do…” He cleared his throat, staring at the ground as the reality began to sink in of what was happening. He growled softly and narrowed his eyes in annoyance and frustration.
“What am I going to do~? Why- pay back of course, for the things you did to Me when I was a human child Mariku.”
shadowgodling:
zombiebakura:
“A battle against Myself so to speak.” The zombie began to weave the half truths into his speaking, extending his arm out allowing the other to explore as he wished. “There are not pleasant parts to being a zombie, and My power is not at what it should be. Slowly, however, they are returning to Me. The Pharaoh I knew is long since dead.”
It was weird. The zombie was definitely dead. no feel of life, no matter which sort of ‘feeling’ you tried. “It must take some pretty strong power to sustain you. Do you mean you lost and are returning to your prior strength, or that like this you can be stronger and are working to that?”
He smirked shortly at the Pharaoh being dead. It didn’t necessarily mean anything, but it was a cheerful thought anyway.
“I am alive and sustain through the life and blood of the living. My body refuses to let Me die, and will always through instinct seek out human flesh. Wondrous isn’t it?” Bakura shook his head, hand moving- pointing over himself. “My strength grows as I grow- and I am not yet at My peak. It seems that I am the only one of My kind who will continue to grow exponentially while they are steady- slow.”
the-healing-serpent:
zombiebakura:
“It would hurt, but I will not die by most fires. Unless of course you can produce the fires from Hora yourself and even then- I have no fear of mortals or Gods.”
“Hora….” Sphintus said the word slowly, taking care at pronouncing it. “What’s that?” Fear depleted to nothing but curiosity as he asked his question.
With a scowl, he gave the other a disbelieving look. “Surely you must fear something then.”
“God of light- and I am of the dark. They are the only one I could ever truly fear,” The zombie only smirks, keeping an eye on the boy, watching and measuring him up.
“What of you, mortal? Do you not fear?”
the-healing-serpent:
zombiebakura:
“I was created from the powers of a God. Give life through the darkness in which this God no longer lives. Tell Me, boy, what can kill a God?”
“I’m not sure, I’ve never met any Gods during my lifetime. But fire seemed to do some damage to you last time. What would happen if you were engulfed by them?”
“It would hurt, but I will not die by most fires. Unless of course you can produce the fires from Hora yourself and even then- I have no fear of mortals or Gods.”
ooc: finally at my own home : D replies will come late tonight- or tomorrow
If you are to bring harm to her- avoid chopping off her head. Can’t have her dying on Me when I am not done with her yet.
shadowgodling sent: I've been playing with her and I don't want to overstep my bounds. She belongs to you.
I know you have been playing with her. I can always tell when the scent of another is on her- so long as she remains loyal to Me, and you know that I am her master- you may play with her as you wish- within reason.
Oh? My pet? What ever would you wish to speak about her for?
