Scarblade Goddess 1 Prologue

as she was panting and grasping for air, as if she was enduring the seething pain within. She had a vague visage of a gorgeous G.o.ddess shrouded in a black hood.

"SSSSHHHHLLLIINKKINNNGGGG...SSHLIIINGKKK...KKKKLLLIIINNNGG!",

the sound of cold-blooded chains were heard, as she moved her weak hands, in which those were tied up and shackled in unforgiving iron chains. Those were bounded to a long metal bar made in-between netherworld and h.e.l.l. Her whole vision was blurry and couldn't quite see very well but, the whole place she was seeing was a dreadful torture room. Her body was filled with grueling scars, fresh blemishes and her porcelain skin was almost revealed, as her cloak was in tatters due to her poor state. Moreover, she was being stricken with lots of devastating lashes of whips by a mysterious male in front of her, turning her to be seeped in her own brand of crimson blood throughout her whole body. She looked at him with her soulless eyes.

"Mas...ter.",

she called unto him weakly. Her blurry vision was envisioning that the male was wearing a hood from the deathly abyss with golden strips, that concealed his whole face and form. His clothes didn't look similar to her state, since his was free from sort of any damage. The two of them were in some kind of dark torture room filled with tools of arousing copulation, corruption and deprivation to any woman, even for a G.o.ddess. The walls were isolated and concrete with cracks and stains of aged blood. He didn't let her have any rest, as he continued to whip her out continiously, since he was very unforgiving and s.a.d.i.s.tic in his very aura. His form was of a G.o.d but, a demonic G.o.d for mortal's eyes. He lashed out another fury of his whip. As his whip had powerful contact with the poor maiden's skin, the whip was leaving out fragments of black universal stardusts and bursts of white starlights. Though, the two hues of the opposite elements looked, as if they were in a distorted state that would go beyond the said flow of light and darkness. In turn, it would even go beyond the sense of good and evil, beyond the sense of time and s.p.a.ce. The balance of all things around the atmosphere wasn't even present at all.

"How do you like that? MY G.o.dDESS SLAVE!",

he blurted out. Then, he let out more of his relentless furies of his th.o.r.n.y whip of destructive doom at the depraved woman. The male's cracked smile leaked out, as he was enjoying hurting his dear loving G.o.ddess, turning him to look even more horrifying than the gates of infernal h.e.l.l. His other vacant hand was forming a surge of energy stream that would bend time and s.p.a.ce due to the chaotic energies of light and darkness.

"Taste my DISTORTED LOVE. You B*TCH!",

he shouted. Sooner or later, he swung his whole arm at her. Thereon, his arm released a some kind of illusionary blade that rended the fabric of s.p.a.ce, as it travels through the area. As the imaginary blade struck the G.o.ddesly maiden in chains. She felt the sheer pain and impact that regurt.i.tated her very innards, turning her to spurt out a faucet of her fresh scarlet blood from her small mouth. In turn, the floor was stained in crimson liquid, that would traumatize anyone's sight for morbid pain. For some reason, the woman didn't looked-like she has felt any pain, even though fresh blood was coursing from her mouth. Rather, she was loving the severe painful thorns, as she was wearing a pa.s.sionate smile on her face. More than that, she was feeling love taps instead of the grueling pain incurred by his burning whip lashes. Though, her tears were deep crimson crystals that would tell the image of a tortured and ruptured woman within. He went near her and grabbed her rosy cheeks forcefully, as if he was a dominant slave driver. Then, he says with his menacing voice of demonic lord close to her face,

"You said you love me, so this is what you get!".

The air turned stagnant as he let out those terrifying words. He threw away his torturing whip of devilish pa.s.sion. He casted out with a grand voice of a savior who had fallen into the deep darkness,

"BLADE MEMORIA.".

The next moment, a stream of energetic pulses of light had coursed throughout his veins and searing hand. Suddenly, a flash of blinding light burst from the whole room of corrupted pa.s.sion. He was now wielding a huge blade of crystal white that was reflecting its beautiful brilliance of light. Its radiance was so bright that it was bestowed by the holy heavens above. The blade's whole body looked very polished that even reflected a clear image of the whole ruptured surroundings. The hilt of the blade was flawless without any scratches as if it was carved from pristine diamond. The whole frame of the blade was letting out sparkles of bright stardusts looking-like snowflakes in the s.p.a.cial realm. His magical blade summoned through his magical spell of BLADE MEMORIA was the ever manifestation of his love and beautiful memories for his G.o.ddess, in which he'll do anything for his beloved G.o.ddess, in the form of a blade. A little while later, he exhaled and stabbed his beloved G.o.ddess straight through her chest with his own brand of Blade Memoria. The G.o.ddess under the hood coughed out more blood and her chest was leaking out darker blood than ever before, as it penetrated her core. In her case, her vision was becoming blurry even though, she was a powerful G.o.ddess with humane traits. Afterwards, he casted out another magical spell,

"DISTORT MEMORIA".

The body of the blade had growing cracks. Sooner or later, his blade burst out distorted pulsing energies of radiant flow of starlight and abyssal air of darkness through the small cracks around the body of the blade. Its leaking energy forces were so strangely destructive, as the s.p.a.ce around its area was being bent in an unnatural way. DISTORT MEMORIA is another form of Blade Memoria and it's a higher form of Blade Memoria yet, it's much dire upon causing it to manifest, since Distort Memoria is a magical power that utilizes corrupted pa.s.sion through turning sheer pain into amazing pa.s.sion, turning a G.o.ddess's amazing mind to the brink of insanity. He masked a menacing grin and said with glory as he witnessed his honed blade,

"My power is perfect! Thanks to those other G.o.dDESS SLAVES as well!".

He pulled down her hood with grave force. Thereon, the G.o.ddess's physical appearance was totally revealed. She had the hair color of the rare indigo midnight, topped with the messy hairstyle of a woman fresh from the den of carnage l.u.s.t. Her glowing eyes were a mix of pinkish pa.s.sion, with an expression of a poor mind-broken m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.tic maiden. Even her small mouth was wearing a crazed smile of deep insanity with her silly tongue out through destructive intimacy. In turn, she truly looked-like a beautiful maiden who loved to be his magical plaything for his insane carnal desires. The next moment, he let his lips had direct contact unto hers. Their tongues within were entwining in the dark romance mixed with love and pain of a broken m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t and an insane s.a.d.i.s.t, waltzing in the dance of forbidden love that would go beyond the laws of heaven and sacrilege rites from h.e.l.l. Their inner fluids were feeling each others caresses, feeling the internal warmth just from a long winding kiss of two deranged lovers. Their prolonged kissing play took a long time, as they felt each others hearts. Though, it was a very one-sided love, since the G.o.ddess shackled had already a broken mind of what's the real meaning of love. Afterwards, he had stopped kissing her and looked at her such as she was both a tool and a toy for his grievous entertainment and ambitions. He held her chin up high. There after, he said with a soft voice of a thankful lover from the abyss,

"But mostly, thanks to you, my G.o.dDESS LILIETH.".

G.o.ddess Lilieth didn't respond but, she was wearing a perverted smile that would discord anyone's sense of humanity, since she was being struck with lots of rosy thorns by her own lover previously. Her panting was wreathing throughout the place, as she was feeling exhausted from her almost endless romantic torture. He moved away from her for a few distance. He brandished his newly reformed weapon into the vacant air. Thereon, the wisping energies that was being left out by the enchanted blade was warping the small area into an unimaginable reality of a bent woven s.p.a.ce. He sighed and the atmosphere was silent once again. Later on, he expresses himself with great ambition and interest in his voice,

"Now unto the next plan.".

Sooner or later, he left the place and vanished his whole presence through the use of his powerful magic. In turn, the room wasn't filled with intense vibes anymore, as the s.a.d.i.s.tic torturer had gone somewhere else. The G.o.ddess was freed from his grasp for the meantime yet, his bound upon her mind and body was still sealed. Though, her crazed smile filled with hearts of pa.s.sion dwindled and wore a sorrowful look with pity on her eyes instead. Her whole act may somehow be fake but, her whole heart was honest for him. She turned to look at the rightmost corner and saw an unnoticeable transparent spherical device that recorded the previous events that had happened with her s.a.d.i.s.tic lover and hers. Thereon, G.o.ddess Lilieth was feeling a deep sense of guilt in her thoughts,

"I'm sorry, Liliath.".