Why hello there. Here's the story with Eve about to murder Saizou for being an ass to them.
Hope you enjoy.
Warning: Tsukune is being Tsukune when it comes to women and Eve will speak along thinking in normal dialect since she's in a piss off mood but still use hardcore English language along with some 'words' she borrows. So get ready with your dictionary…maybe, because this probably gets boring or get downright confusing when comes to her.
Chapter 3: The Punishment of Eve
"When the woman saw that the fruit of the tree was good for food and pleasing to the eye, and also desirable for gaining wisdom, she took some and ate it. She also gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it."
Genesis 2:4-3:24 NIV
"To the woman he said, "I will make your pains in childbearing very severe; with painful labor you will give birth to children. Your desire will be for your husband, and he will rule over you."
Genesis 3:16 NIV
(Eve)
"How do you feel being a worthless mistake of God's creations?"
Staring down upon this forlorn, ostentatious creature that can be easily crushed by his ignominious, pity burdens where his delusional fantasy dwells.
He still grips onto his depressive, futile lifestyle where he wants to protect his own heedless pride, where there's no value of dwelling his own fathomless insecurities and his own personal guilt weighing of the path he's heading. Fueling his needless bravado, giving birth onto his false sense of competence.
I'll bring him back forth onto our cruel realities, what it feels like carrying our unwavering true burdens of our abstruse, darkest sins within our own corrupted minds and souls we never pry upon to do our own prideful vanities to contempt of our own denials. Drowning him in his own angst.
The very animalistic nature that we all carry both Man, Beast, or mere mindless creatures that wanders within this sad, pointless world we're all living in and make our own petty conflicts for our own gains.
Looking down upon our sacrificial artifact within my palm of my hand, it held the core of our past and the traumatizing experience when 'he' was alive. Where his dear mother tries to sacrifice him but refused for his own livelihood, therefore committed a true transgression to God's will.
For our atrocity against God's trust, we fleet inside the basement floor and found what lies inside onto the clandestine, stygian pit. But the mother's fanaticism still burns like Brimstone as she continues to hunt us down like mere vermin we are.
For that, we've murdered her to end her dogma fanaticism spree to save our own livelihood and took her eye to paralyze our fools to show their flaws in this world.
"F-ff-FUCK YOU! YOU BITCH!" Cried out in total dismay and the dreadfulness that his body shivering from my very presence here. He tries to get another punch at me…but that wouldn't be simple now do we?
As he comes forth to me in complete cowardice, I waited for him to strike upon me with his fleshy body of his that can merely be ripped apart in half.
Sprinting at me in total anxiety, he jumps through the blood red sky as he descended down with his meaty, monstrous fists about to crush me out of his own fear…and I say it again of his meaningless audacity, pathetic.
Lifting upon the cursed blade that given us of our grief, our pain, and our sorrow. The blade faces directly to our unworthy creature as I felt a pulse vibrated in my 'crimson hysginus, coracinus' hand from the knife itself.
The blade then lunges out from my hand as I feel it move swiftly, thoroughly through the air and giving him a punishable fate when the stainless steel puncturing into his paper like skin, spotting his sight of his own ichor dripping out of his upper chest.
Feeling the metal landed, penetrated inside his flesh. I felt his warm venous tissues swimming inside and out, hearing his cries of agony screeching in the air of the torment I gave upon him. Like musical melodies playing in my ears and the choir of pain singing in its true, authentic glory.
Hearing the soothing sound of pain performing within his larynx throat, tightening the palm of my right hand where I still felt the grip of our artifact which is the source of our tribulations, I send down the blade onto the ground where his body begins to weigh from his burdens and his thou burdens will weigh upon his sins.
Hearing the cries of our demands for the knife to enact and engross his body onto us, he plummeted down into the ground where stones from the earth's outer crust flew everywhere from the impact. Resulted in the burdens he carries that he never heeds, the omission of God's creations as he's the bastardized child in this bastardized school of Lord's leftovers, and the sins he holds within him weighing down his soul which producing a massive crater of his burdens.
"What the-what's going on, why I can't move?!" As his perturbation rises within his mind where he cannot feel his carcass slithering within his soul anymore, he lies there paraplegic by the blade that penetrated through his epidermis as I now feel his soul case, his anatomy, and his identity of his corpse.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!" Respiring harder from his lungs and his repugnant eyes overwhelming by pure dread from the frail, hors de combat state he's in, where his corpse can't perceive by his mind but albeit to mine, my mentality feels his abhorrence figure tangling to our tainted soul as we dominate his carcass in complete supremacy of our control. Like threads to a marionette as his body is a pawn to us.
But yet we control his physicality of the flesh and body, his mentality of mind still breathing in deep hysterical fear of what I've done to him and poignant of conflicting upon Isaac's friends.
"Don't frat mere child; thy penance will weigh judgment of thy abomination atrocities. Nevermore you'll feel guilt from it again." Trudging towards him with my scarlet blood of my sinful filth dripping onto the dirt ground of my sanguinary, rent wrist where I felt my sins leeching my flesh. The pain keeps on continuing.
The hoodie that Isaac envision to fit his normality needs onto this world of who 'he' then morphs into a tattered, dirtied cloak that we found within the inner darkest depths of the catacombs, where the blackest of fog from Sheol shifting the hoodie into our ceremonial robe and the shadowy fog disperses from the dense air that our soul resonating in the winds.
I feel the cloak shadowing our rancor sins, engulfing me of our venomous malice upon him, hearing the evils within us whispering.
Now judgment will face upon him if he lives or deceased from our weighs of Libra and the songs of judgment coming upon him.
(Moka)
Tsukune and I lie on the ground in complete shock yet dreaded from Isaac's new form that he somehow changes from a human-like girl into a demonic female beast and paralyzing the bully onto the ground, I saw the bully's eyes panicking in trepidation from the sheer power she holds.
The atmosphere around us changes dramatically. As the used to be crimson red clouds above us is now turn into a dark, pure blood red sky, the used to be gentle winds are now blowing on our faces like it's a hurricane happening near us but there are no signs anywhere.
The aura I'm feeling that radiated out of Isaac's body is so strong, I can't even move at all and paralyze by the unexplainable feeling I'm having by the surge of power of his soul I felt!
"Don't be fooled of its capabilities." Ha? Who said that?
Looking around who said that. The voice then spoke to me about him, what he is, and what powers he holds.
"This…'thing' is nothing I witness before…such unstable, capricious power, and there's no classification of what class he, she, or 'them' is...so be careful when you tread 'its' ire." Wait! How do you know this unknown voice and how do you know him?!
"Such a timid being you are, you'll found out soon…me." Wa-what?!
Trying to look around for that voice that spoke to me, she was gone and nowhere to be seen in my sight.
Who is she?
(Tsukune)
Looking at Isaac that turn into a voluptuous, hot-I mean demonic, horrid monster I saw-…why I can stop staring at her overly large chest and why her bare naked body is in that tattered, black cloak she's now wearing which it barely covers her private parts! Like WOW she's smoking sexy with her huge breast-God damn it Tsukune! He's your friend and also he's possibly a guy in there!
Stopping at her tracks, she then turns her head towards me and her beautiful demonic red, blood eyes staring down at me in utter rage-…why I can't resist her looks even though I'm asking myself a death wish?!
Trying to suppress the lust that's crawling in my head and my…argh, that's growing from looking at Isaac's 'succubus' like form, I shamefully look at her.
She then growled at me so inhumanly that I almost pissed my pant yet the same time gave me a 'hard' on by the feminine, melodically tone she made which completely stirring my hormones despite sounding so demonic like!
"Dear friend of Isaac...think about me in an undignified, lecherous way, you'll suffer. Think of me in your lewd variant of myself, you will be above than decimate from my ire. If you think about me both in your scrawny, debacle mind. I'll gash your genitals to asunder, let you inhale of your own ichor, and suffocate of your crimson hydrous. To solely clarify, I said my words literally if thee such oblivious degenerate." Oh, she's being flirty, I-…did she literally means it that she's going to literal rip my crotch off?
Even though I can't resist this lustful urge, the way she says made her sophistically intelligent that I-…I hear a dreadful sound whimpering in my left ear.
Turning directly to the noise, I spotted Saizou crying in complete terror as Isaac's presence here made him shed tears, I meant literally as he cry in tears where he doesn't want to do fight with him anymore as he kept bribing Isaac to let him go and he would never harm us again…but 'she' doesn't buy his offer.
"OH GOD-PLEASE HAVE MERCY, LET ME GO! I WOULD NEVER FUCKING BOTHER YOU AND YOUR TWO FRIENDS ANYMORE AGAIN! JUST LET ME FUCKING LEAVE FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!" Tears spilling out from his eyes, dripping down as it staining his humongous meaty like face.
He cries for any kind of remorse from her as his skin jitter in absolute terror, as his anguish cries of any kind mercy from her fails. As he now shivers in fear and cried like a mere child of not wanting to brawl with him.
Turning 'her' head to him, Isaac simply let out a sneer, letting out a dark, menacingly and lethal snarl humming inside of Isaac's lips.
"So I'll let you leave unscratched of your own…heinous atrocities and 'deeds' I sense from your innermost soul makes me relent your punishment, give you any affable quarter, and give upon onto you remorse?" Lifting her head slightly under her dark cloak where her glowing, blood crimson eyes staring directly to him where she hysterically terrorized Saizou's soul.
Each time that Isaac made a step to Saizou, Saizou's aura begin to diminish each time 'he' gets closer to him.
Each time Isaac made a step towards Saizou, Isaac's aura amplifies ten times stronger in this dense atmosphere near the red shore we're surrounded in.
Where the trees behind us begin to snap and break, the rocks begin to tear itself into pebbles, the shore that's a far from us as high tides begin to pick up with the wind howl loudly, where Isaac's aura overwhelming us as if Saizou enraged God himself.
Furthermore, the things I'm seeing around here are actually happening and everything I said is word-by-word! Everywhere around me is breaking apart!
(Saizou)
Fucking Christ in hell! SHE'S A FUCKING SOCIOPATH!
Each step she fucking made. Her rage intensified. Each step she made. Her aura amplified. Each step she made. I feel…her presence chocking my very soul!
"You'll see the day of judgment within your mind, where you'll feel the scales weighing upon you if you live or die." Standing in front of me where I saw her. Her womanhood and her private parts are exposed right in front of my eyes, I can't make a snarky comment about her being a bitchy slut as she's literally shredding my mind apart when her very body got close to me!
When I look up close to her…I saw a demon, no…he's or she's not that…a walking corpse from a brief period of staring at her, when her body engulfed in that shadow fog thing like a flash, showing momentarily a tall decaying, blue corpse with its eyes sewn it two black Xs' to signify…death.
Before I can think and comprehend what I just saw to make any eligible ideas about this freak. A hand grabs onto my face and crushing me tightly!
"Let me show you what's inside my innermost mind and we'll be playing a game where it's a faint." Before I can speak out of what the hell she's saying. My mind went entirely black and losing my consciousness. Feeling the bird I saw and heard before starting to peck my entire torso where I slowly felt it was eating my insides…
Fading away, there was nothing.
(Eve)
As the pest sleeping onto my consciousness, I drop a brown dice onto the ground to see what monster he'll strife upon-
"ErooRR-MenTAL Hjack: 100%! GAMe MooD ON!" A humongous surge of pain coursing through my head where this another voice interfering of what I planning for this sinner that I look down upon, where the shadows forming from my right palm as another dice appears.
Wherefore is my right alien hand acting of its own while my left hand that I remain in control? Gripping onto my frontal forehead to suppress this stinging, agonizing sensation of the voice's intervention of what 'it' wants.
The pain made my entire innermost mind scream that the other voices hear my tribulations and sense the agony pulsing through my inner mentality. Feeling this voice shouldn't exist.
The pain endlessly ticked…until it unknowingly stopped.
As the painful calamity subsided within my mind and having my grasp of total control of this body, I felt the abnormalities…something altered the dice.
Looking down, there only was only the fallen when the brown dice landed. But there's another dice countering it…it is a white orb with many faces, scrambling all possibilities and infinite ends. Only unknowns as I can't look inside the box of the sinner he's in.
Only witness everything randomized, unpredicted by this new dice. Where the observer is blinded by the infinite possibilities and improbabilities within a chest this sinner was in.
Whoever this reborn, broken voice is, it's not upon of us and its endless faces of possibilities that we don't know, who is 'this' thing re-binding of what I'm going to do to him.
Nevermore I would know what's inside, but I want to witness of this new voice did who rolled this new dice.
As my right-hand restoreth in control and grasping onto the jaws of this iniquitous bastard of God's creations, I touch upon his forehead to see what's inside the unknown chest that lies descended upon him when this pristine, contemporary dice rolled that I never perceive or conscious of this.
Gripping his inner soul that my hands and body felt its degeneracy…I open upon the chest to see this cat if it's breaths of existence or cease of existence…if it can survive that is of what's inside of me that lies below the basement.
Intertwining his soul to see what inside, I open his mental consciousness of what holds onto him and what he got from the dice he received.
Then I look inside…
(Saizou)
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
Running away, my body is all chubby and small. I can't walk properly as I'll stumble down.
What's this place?
Why everything so dark?
Why I'm a toddler and why am I naked!?
Trying to figure out what the hell just happen with that little dipshit that I been fucked with. This place is very wooden, has golden trim doors, very dusty everywhere…and creatures that are horribly abnormal as hell lay rotten on the floor. Where each room I pass by, more of them appeared and lying dead.
The smell is so horrendous, it makes me want to spew everywhere but I can't…I want to vomit but my body refuses!
Like someone is killing these odd morbid monsters that I never have seen before…like someone's waiting for me…like somebody controlling me!
Waddling every part of this place to get the fuck out of here! It seems like forever here where I hit dead-ends, lost, and nowhere out of this fucking place!
"You're close…thou sinner."
Is…is that the shrimp voice? Why the hell he's whispering about and sounded like he's dying?
"You'll be here…confined in burdens."
Following that little faggot voice where my small bulgy body waddled over the location that echoed. Couple minutes passed of wandering, I eventually found the place…where a menacing red open gate stood near me and that voice echoed inside.
"Come and see of my tribulation and my desperation weigh upon thy sins, what it feels to art burden of our sin to O' Lord's guilt of us. Heed our word; you wouldn't see the light of day as judgment call upon us."
What in the fuck is this faggot talking about and what the fuck he meant by 'our' word? Isn't he the only one here?
Stepping into the creepiest ass entrance in front of me, a small, shadowy figurine is off at a few distances away from me. Hearing this 'thing' crying as it sounds like its mourning of something.
Getting close to what it is, it's-HOLY FUCK!
Finally seeing what it is. The thing is a rotten, shriveled corpse as its skin is deep blue. I hear its cries but I don't see tears as well with his fucking eyes sewn together. But I felt it's crying out for something.
"You're finally here O' sinner. Indulging thy sins upon my or your malice wickedness? Thy vices broke upon your soul…thy soul will feel my soul's desperation, desperation…for faith, deliver to Sheol's darkness from O Lord's paradise."
Finally when the small bastard finished enchanting some gibberish that I don't even fucking know what he's or she's saying. I felt something hit my body. I feel it is wet and-FUUUCKK!
Coughing out my own blood, a surge of pain coursing my frail, small body as I hear the cries of many voices…many voices that I don't even fucking know what it is!
"Face upon O lord's ire as you bound with no virtue or faith upon thee." When I hear upon that voice, the blue corpse faintly turned into a pristine, small girl radiated with purity of her pale skin.
Her long, angelic blonde hair with a red ribbon bow attached. Her sky blue eyes briefly scowl in disagreement and disappointment of my actions like I'm some lowly being needed to be disciplined.
"O Lord's shalt bring punishment upon thy transgressions…you'll feel thy sins of thy fruit and the bane of our existence, our suffering." The 'thing' than change into-THAT BITCH! But she's in a toddler age with her skin and flesh, bruised or signs of injuries that looks very brutal for her, as I see big open red wounds everywhere and tons of punishment everywhere…but she's still standing as I feel she accepted her punishment and I feel she wanted more pain…as her blood, red eyes with her black eyeliner dripping down on her cheeks and a marking at the right of her neck is the sign of the…whore.
Her stare is pure ire, waiting for my judgment to be awaited-WHY THE FUCK AM I THINKING THIS WAY?!
"TOOTH FOR A TOOTH, EYE FOR AN EYE, ENTIRE FLESH FOR ALL FLESH, THE DRUMS OF VIOLENCE AND CONFLICT IS INFINITE! YOU'LL FEEL THE MADNESS AND BLOODSHED WITH MY BLADE AS THERE IS NO END!" Then this 'thing' just turns into this violent and bloodthirsty human. As he's covered in blood all around his body and a blood red bandana wrapped around his head where it holds his long, brown hair. His red eyes stare at me in insanity and grinned sadistically of me being here-…oh fuck.
The thing returns to its blue corpse state and lashed out on me what it appears to be torn as I saw the thing grown wings, hovering in the air.
The tears touch my skin and immense pain coursing through me where I cough blood; the pain is so intense that I feel like I'm going to die here!
Each hit from the tear, I kept spitting out blood-WHEN DOES IT END!
(Tsukune)
Staring at Isaac where I saw Saizou's mouth drooled in blood, I saw Isaac faintly shifts into a blue corpse…then into a blonde woman…with a modest chest and pale, petite shine upon the darkness, then transform into this…muscular man that's covered in blood and bloodlust rage seeping into his eyes.
What's going on with him!?
Whenever Isaac holding onto Saizou's jaw longer, I saw everything is breaking apart, this intense aura vibrates the air…the ultimatum rage I'm feeling, the guilt, the sorrows, and the sadness…
Whatever it is, I need to stop Isaac because I saw Saizou's eyes are about to pop out and I hear Isaac screeching in bloody rage whereas I feel something horrific going to happen if I don't intervene soon!
I know something was insidious about Isaac when I first encountered him but this is way too much and he might seriously kill him!
(Saizou)
I cough blood out of my mouth each time I got hit by those waterworks! Running and avoiding the water that touches me. This smiling blue baby grins at me as it sadistically likes me to get tortured from this twisted game of tears!
Sprinting and avoiding the tears I can, a single drop of a tear hit in the center of my head and a burst of pain glugged in my forehead! As I feel down to the ground and cough more blood out of my mouth.
Not having enough strength to move away from this monstrous being of this extreme pain! This blue creature starts to walk towards me as it grinned widely while I only cower away in fear of not wanting to die!
Using all my strength to move away from him, the thing's left hand gripped onto my neck and his right hand is holding a Kitchen knife, bloody and stain…something inside of it isn't right like it's going to take my soul!
Screaming and squirming to get away from the knife, horror overcame and I needed to escape!
(Isaac?)
Your good ills will end here sinner, as your sacrilege to God will go unpunished.
Raising the knife above me to strike, I felt a grip wrapped around my wrist. I heard a cry, a demand to stop. I heard a familiar voice spoke onto me.
"ISAAC! DON'T KILL HIM!" Hearing that very voice whisper within our inner conscious, we look down to the sinner as we saw tears of rivers dripping across his face.
Hearing the voice in mercy, we will comply with forgiveness.
"Looks like you are forgiven thou sinner. You are spared. But if you betray my trust, you will feel the wrath of God from your punic sacrilege." Seeing the nod in petrifying terror…I feel my mind is awake.
(Tsukune)
Shaking and crying of wanting him to stop. I don't want to see him kill someone in his first day of school!
Wanting him to stop this madness and wanting to stop his doings, I felt a nudge from his shoulder where I hold. I look up to see he's getting up as he stands on his two legs.
As he got up, I look down to Saizou where I saw tears dripping down from his eyes and blood spewing from his lips.
"Is he okay Isaac-and what did you do to him?" Asking of what he did. He answered me vaguely while I saw his dark hoodie covering his eyes.
"I'm alright…just felt something wrong within me. For Saizou, he'll live to tell the tale." Seeing him walk away while not looking at us, I wonder who he is and what he did to Saizou?
Turning back to Saizou once more, he'll probably be scarred for life.
(Isaac)
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! What did you do Samson!?
"What? I FUCKING ROUGH HIM UP A BIT SO HE'LL LEARN HIS PLACE OF NOT CROSSING WITH US!?"
Gripping onto my skull and trying to suppress the bloodlust rage of the last Judge of Israelites! I heard…another new voice, a new voice that is part of this tribulation.
"I heard your pain, Isaac. As the children of us, demons will dance around you while the second husband of Adam will give onto you pain."
Hearing this voice, it sounded so lurid, it sounded so malicious, it sounded like something demonic within her lips…
Please O' Lord, make this STOP!
(The chairman office)
Staring down onto the orb within my dark office. I saw Isaac still suffering from his tribulations. He learns and felt the way of passion of forgiveness onto those who are wicked than Isaac. Loyalty onto his friends' judgement and their trust.
But this fallen child of the lord still has a long way to go to feel the warmth and wisdom of God. The lord's trials are to test him of what it feels like to be normal.
Well, hot damn! This took very long because this was in my other computer I had where it always keeps crashing on me.
So hearing that Afterbirth is already out in Steam, looks like it's a good day to celebrate Halloween!