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Defiling Divinity

WARNING!
The content in this RP is very explicit and not recommended for anyone under the age of 16. Participants of this RP will need to follow the laws of their own country regarding explicit behavior.

That said. Let the RP BEGIN!!

[Disclaimer: FYI Unholy Divinity is a male, though this RP takes place in an Alternate reality. Unholy divinity is not to be *cough*raped*cough* irl or outside of the rp...even inside the RP might be a bad idea <.< ]


Intro
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The distant mountains were drenched with brilliant pinks, oranges, and yellows as the setting sun sank slowly behind them casting a gentle glow upon the land. A warm breeze pushed passed Unholy Divinity as he sat in happy silence, staring through innocent blue eyes at the warm glow of the sunset. His jet black hair shimmered as it was caught in the wind, brushing softly against his soft featured face. A forest of golden wheat surrounded him, dancing to the wind's gentle melody. It had taken his father a whole year to grow such a magnificent field since the summers in Lithuania could be quite brutal and unforgiving. But, as always, his father managed to pull through successfully due to honest hard work and determination.

Unholy Divinity smiled with content as he thought about his father. His father was a kind man, and like father like son, Unholy Divinity had inherited that kindness. Though he was only 16, he had already become loved by everyone in his village, and was proud to be himself. He would always help those in need without fail and always helped the villagers with their problems whenever he could. From tending farm animals to saving the life of a child who had fallen down a well, Unholy Divinity's kindness knew no limits.

A sudden cry pierced the air, interrupting the boy's thoughts. Blinking, he turned his gaze back to the sky. It had gotten dark. He had most likely lost track of time and been sitting in thought for several hours. Another cry of pain erupted from the direction of Unholy Divinity's country cabin, echoing ominously in the growing darkness. He recognized the voice to be his mother's and without wasting a single moment, he pushed himself off the ground and ran as fast as he could to his mother's aid.

He gasped for air as he ran, his slender legs carrying him as fast as they possibly could past the old tree where he and his father played when he was young, up the dirt path which led to the road on which carts traveled to and from his house when the harvest was ready, finally reaching the intersection where the dirt path met with the road. He sprinted up the path towards his home, past the well where he helped save the child, turning at the rock which marked the corner of his father's property, and cut across the yard to his front door.

As he approached he heard another, softer cry from his mother. His breath returning to normal, he opened the door, his oceanic blue eyes widening as they took in the horror he now faced. A dark figure stood over his parents, their now lifeless bodies mutilated and drenched with the fresh crimson stain of blood. The figure raised his arm, clutching a scythe made from two black bones in his hand. A maniacal smile plastered to it's angular face, the dark figure brought the scythe down, slicing one of the two corpses open. Blood spattered across the walls as it reached inside and pulled out the intestines throwing them onto the floor with glee and utmost delight.

Unholy Divinity took a step back, retching in disgust as his body let out an involuntary shriek of horror. The dark figure stopped mid swing, turning it's wicked crimson eyed gaze on the frail boy who stood behind him. Only now did Unholy Divinity see the figure in all its terror. It was covered in darkness, Jet black hair, long in the front, short in the back, swaying in a non existent wind. Its eyes were blood red peering out from behind the black tendrils of hair that covered its face. On top of its head where two demonic horns, Also jet black, but shimmering like water black as obsidian.

The boy's eyes drifted downwards to the monster's feet where a rusty ball and chain were shackled to it's ankle. The sheer weight of the ball was so great that it had pushed through the floorboards of the log cabin leaving it to rest on the bare earth underneath. Unholy Divinity was terrified, his legs moving instinctively as he fled from his house, from his parents lifeless corpses, from the monster within.

Once outside he made his way hastily back to his father's wheat field. If anything he would be safe there where the tall wheat would easily hide him. Without even glancing back, he dove into the golden ocean of wheat, crawling on all fours until he thought he was far enough in to not be found. He hid in there for what seemed like an hour, his hands clasped over mouth as he muffled his cries of horror and sorrow.

Then he heard it, that horrible sound that resonated within his mind and terrified him so much. The faint sound of heavy iron being dragged through the earth. The dragging sound grew louder and louder and to the boy's relief and surprise, stopped just before reaching him.

Out of fear, he waited, his body shaking as the images of his parents' dilapidated bodies flashed through his young mind. After some time he gathered up his courage and slowly approached the border of the wheat field where the noise had stopped. He peeked out and saw that there was nothing there.

Confused, he slowly stood up, exposing himself from the protection of the forest of wheat. Stepping out of the wheat field, he began to walk forward. squish.. he felt a chill run up his spine as he looked down in horror at his foot. The source of the noise came from a severed mass of hair and a rusty chain that lay splayed on the hard ground. He followed the chain with his eyes to the massive metal ball, not covered in black and crimson blood. He walked over to it, his heart pounding in his chest as he noticed a dark lump beside it; The severed foot of the monster that had killed his family lay there. He screamed and turned running back towards the wheat field. He began to fall, tripping over the chain attached to the severed foot, and landed with a soft thud onto something softer than silk. The smell of blood filled his lungs, its stench causing his stomach to churn in disgust. His whole body was shaking.

He pushed himself up opening his eyes slowly, his pupils narrowing in terror. He had fallen directly into the one place he had never wanted to be; Into the arms of the monster that had killed his family. The monster grabbed both of the boy's slender arms, pushing him to the ground so that he couldn't escape. Unholy Divinity tried to screamed but his voice would come out as nothing more than a pathetic gasp. The monster rolled him over onto his back, a smile of pure bliss spread wide across its monstrous face. Straddling the boy, The monster leaned over and whispered softly into Unholy's ear. "What I'm about to give you is very special. Consider yourself lucky, I don't go giving such pleasures to everyone. A pleasure sweeter than heaven, more fiery than hell. The greatest of all pleasures will be yours." the monster smiled, tearing the clothes off Unholy Divinity, pinning the boys arms above his head so that there was no hope of escape. "One day, you will thank me."

Unholy Divinity cried, his tears mixing with the dirt that clung to his pale face. He struggled with all his might, crying, screaming, all to avail. "Help! SOMEONE! HELP ME!" The monster slapped the boy, his hand making contact with Unholy Divinity's cheek. "Silence!"

Fearing for his life, Unholy Divinity stopped resisting and remained silent. He shut his eyes tightly, his heart pounding in his head as the thoughts ran though his head. "I'm going to die."

Suddenly the boy felt a tearing sensation inside his lower body, the pain shooting up his middle causing his back to tense and arch in agony. The monster laughed hysterically at the boy's cries of pain. To him they were as sweet as music to the ears. The monster grabbed Unholy Divinity's arms tighter and Unholy Divinity felt another searing sensation of pain shoot through him, rhythmically, the pain returned and went away as the monster thrust himself upon the boy.

Unholy Divinity went limp, the pain was too much for his fragile body. He looked up towards the sky, The moonlight shone down on his filthy face, showing the streaks from his tears so plainly on his face. The monster laughed again. "Done already? Well then, let's finish this quickly."

Fear returned to Unholy Divinity's wide eyes as he turned to look at the monster. The point of the monsters scythe reflected in his eyes as it flew towards him with inhuman speed. "God help me..." he whispered in despair.

Darkness..
Silence...