10-22-2014, 08:36 AM
Desco retreated away from the nearby battle area around the Fountain's Edge. She had tears in her eyes from the fear she had felt, from the weakness she had where power used to be. Fear wasn't new for Desco, but it didn't feel quite as fine before. She was once scared of Fear the Great, the powerful thing that was an embodiment of all of the evilness of humanity. It was a powerful boss and had that guy Nemo controlling it with all sorts of creepy dark versions of demons showing up as further embodiment's of Nemo's Fears. But Desco with her friends and Big Sis had defeated the fear demons and sent Nemo to Hades to pay for his sins as a Prinny. She deeply felt worry about her Sister forgetting her sister Desco. That selfish fear to not lose her sister had been such that it caused her body to split in two. But Desco slowly learned that her feelings were greedy and she defeated Torn Desco. Through all of this, Desco had her power, the power of the Final Weapon. Without that inner power, Desco felt weak.
She calmed down as she suddenly noticed something really, really strange in this dangerous white void. A little girl was swimming in the fountain. It was so normal as to be strange in this strange place, completely out of place with what was happening and catching Desco off guard. Desco, the little girl with light and dark purple clothing, yellow eyes all over her body, red eyes, and a tentacled demonic thing behind her colored and eyed the same way with a red belly, got closer and looked at the normal little girl. Perhaps the pink hair and pink dress with a yellow scarf on her torso wouldn't be normal to some. Most would find the fingerless shaped noodle arms strange. But for a Demon as unusual as Desco, it was as normal as it gets. "Who are you?"
She calmed down as she suddenly noticed something really, really strange in this dangerous white void. A little girl was swimming in the fountain. It was so normal as to be strange in this strange place, completely out of place with what was happening and catching Desco off guard. Desco, the little girl with light and dark purple clothing, yellow eyes all over her body, red eyes, and a tentacled demonic thing behind her colored and eyed the same way with a red belly, got closer and looked at the normal little girl. Perhaps the pink hair and pink dress with a yellow scarf on her torso wouldn't be normal to some. Most would find the fingerless shaped noodle arms strange. But for a Demon as unusual as Desco, it was as normal as it gets. "Who are you?"