196. Velocity & Suffering, Warning: X is NAKIED >_>

((Originally posted by GothiKDM on 2/15/08))


Xerxes grows as he stands there within his room, throwing his chair against the wall listening to the wood cracking, but the chair doesnt break, he lowers his head, hearing for a moment the chains jingling against each other, to the silence~


Xerxes breaths hard, his body stiff, as if expecting another attack, every muscle in his lithe body tenses, a moment passes~


Xeres hisses and screams as he speaks~ "How....How dare our Beloved......that traitorous whore....we hold her soul.....we will never surrender it to any....it is ours by right!"


Xerxes moves to sit down now, hearing metal hitting metal as he kicks whatever is in his way, still growling low~


Once more, as always, the tune he can hear is now ringing in his head, only this time it has become so intensified, he truly thinks that he has gone utterly mad, his screams continue~


Xerxes can do nothing to make it stop, it pounds within his ears and head, causing him such deep utter agony, his hands clawing at the air, at his skin, anything that can perhaps take away his pain~


Xerxes: "She is ours....our sacrifice....we will rip your heart out Bhudo....rip your very soul from the fabric of being...till you are nothing more then a black rotting mass of flesh..."


Xerxes rolls over onto his hands and knees, buring his head against the floor, against  his spilled clothes, muffling a scream, his hands covering his ears as he tries to reach out, searching, for the cause of his pain~


But the pain is distracting, and the more he focus's, the more it becomes worse, the louder it gets, the closer Cora and Bhudo get, the more it aches~ "STOP IT!"


Xerxes sits up again, rocking a bit, his long hair spilling over his shoulder, his flesh feels like it is on fire, gripping his arms tight~


Xerxes holds his hands to his ears, soon, the song, seems to fade, and soon there is not a drop of the song, he whimpers for a moment then speaking only a name with such utter hate and distain~ "Bhudo....


Xerxes whispers, softly, almost unaudibly~ " We are the devourer of souls...peeling away reach fleeting moment...each agony we will revel in...we will end your pittiful  existance....worthless creature..."


Xerxes outburst finally gets the better of him and with the lack of energy from making utter chaos in his room, he sinks to the floor, and soon just falls asleep, murmuring, talking to himself in his sleep~