@blood_emperor: Daemon nodded for a moment to Sel's words and then stopped, finding something in his words alarming. He shook his head and spoke "No your not understanding me, you want my help...you will stop feeding. No if's an's or buts, you stop now. I will not work so hard into bringing this world into Paradise, to allow for you and your brethren to feed on those I have saved. Even those who dont want to reach Paradise, they will still be under MY protection. I am not going to allow you to simply feed on humans or mutants, anyone for that matter while I am protecting them." Daemon stood tall in his words as they flowed from his mouth "You will find another source, or I will not help you. If you so choose to continue feeding, I cannot stop you but I will try." With the last words his voice deepen. Daemon was soon becoming the leader of the people of Earth, he would not allow for such a ferocious act as feeding on people happen on his watch.
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As they entered Serenity and Hope, Daemon watched as those within Serenity looked upon her with both curiosity and concern. Many knew of Ziccarra and the Cardinals in some way, that they were creatures like Daemon who had both good and evil deeds behind them. But unlike the moments in each pasts, they wanted the same thing. To find some form of peace upon this world, and Daemon was slowly finding that peace within a chaotic world. Having Sabella and the Cardinals at his side, he could bring this world to that peace and bring Paradise down upon the world. But even more he wanted a queen that would not leave him, not die so swiftly as the wind blows. He needed the security that someone he could call Queen and possibly Mate, would never leave so suddenly as had Noir. Her presence still in the back of his mind, as the memories of her hands against his skin filled his mind he watched Sabella move around the room.
Residents of Serenity watching her every move, and listening to each syllable that left her lips. He found he was even more affected by her beauty than he had initially intended. Something deep within him raced, he was feeling something deep inside him for the first time since Noir. Reaver never produced this sensation, even as the defacto Queen of his Brethren. He needed this feeling again, but he also needed a Queen that would not induce fear in those who he would be leading immediately. She was a woman to be feared for her power and royalty, but she was not outright intimidating. She wished for the very same things Daemon did, she wished and dreamed for her people to be safe once again and forever protected. Daemon could do that for her, and as she asked him "What now?" He smiled bright and held his hand out to her.
Moving closer to her he took her hand, her warm skin filling him with a warmth that washed all over him. "We act as King and Queen my Bella, and we change this world. We are both individuals who could at the flick of a wrist unleash a hell onto this world that no one has ever seen, but what we truly want is peace. And as you said rarely has this world known it, even now we try so hard alone to bring peace to the chaotic nature of this worlds inhabitants. But together, together we can bring this world into a world of peace. Together we can usher in Paradise, give those who are willing and in need of such peace the chance to feel such awe inspiring peace." Daemon took her hand and raised it, holding his hand and hers intertwined and turned to his school and students "We are the next step Sabella, we are the ones who will bring this world into Paradise." As his words filled the ears of all those around him they all screamed in unison "Paradise! Long live Daemon and Sabella, bringers of a Way of Peace!" Chanting "Peace" over and over again. The emotions that filled the room filled Daemon fully, and he looked into Sabella's eyes as there hands were raised "Sabella, will you help me in bringing our world into a world of peace?" His eyes shined bright as he looked deep into hers, the feeling that filled his body brought a wide and charming smile to a mans face, who had for so long been known as a villain.