(Closed RP between Mercy and Inner Demon)
With every passing moment, his designs advanced further. There were no defeats; merely setbacks to be brushed aside like so many spider webs. After all, his enemies were but mortal flesh, and victory after victory would be needed to sustain their efforts, whereas he could act with the patience of eternity, and would only need to triumph once…
Nevertheless, the malevolent astral entity known as the Demon of Silence had grown restive. His enemies were many, but they were scattered. However, the secrecy of his designs would not be able to be maintained indefinitely, and should his foes somehow manage to present a unified opposition, matters could become unacceptably problematic. He needed a weapon, something that would allow him to strike quickly, and eliminate potential obstacles before they became mindful enough to defy him…
Drifting along currents of human thought which flowed through the astral plane like rivers, the Demon sought out thought patterns that would suit his purposes, minds already stained with blood and death, until he found one that caused a horrific rictus of a smile to spread across his inhuman visage. A trained killer, living a life of violence and turmoil; yes, this one would do nicely.
Lurking in the shadows of subconsciousness, the psychic predator waited until his intended target slept, when the conscious mind relented, giving control over to the dreams and subliminal desires of unconscious. Judging the moment to be right, he sent a single whispered word drifting to her mind on the winds of nightmares.
“Mercy…”
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