A Final Test (Private/Adv Training)

Vulpeca would give a sigh of relief whenever Heizen agreed to return to the palace. He would rise when Heizen took the lead back and take off after Makai's future King. It was strange to be in such a role reversal in terms of whom was King, but honestly the fire fox had little issue with it. He was never meant to rule, at least not for long, and found himself quite content in his role as General.

Upon approach of the palace you wouldn't be able to sense Nakiya's usual overwhelming power signature, in fact it was difficult to find at all unless you could were familiar with the ki signature to begin with. Nakiya was holed up in her room, the door only slightly ajar as she was curled up onto one of the elegant red velvet sofa's. Her datapad was in hand and she would scroll lazily through it, flipping between one datascreen to the next that each represented a different creation. Some showed up as still in stasis, while others such as Vulpeca where displayed as active.

She didn't stop on Vulpeca's just yet, but she did stop on Kinoko's, entering the self destruct command several times over and smashing the screen angrily as it refused to accept her command.

"She took it out..."
She muttered before angrily tossing the datapad across the room, barely missing Heizen's head as it flew off towards the wall. She didn't see him at first, instead she would hear his words and glance over to him. Her eyes screamed of desperation, the tear streaks on her face describing the emotions she had been struggling with overnight. She would just roll her eyes at Heizen, shifting in her chair to look away from him.

"My Queen... I'm sorry for stepping out of term, but the two of you do need to speak with one another."
Vulpeca would state lowly, to which Nakiya would just sigh and bring her knees up to her chest. For the first time ever, Nakiya was allowing herself to look vulnerable in front of someone.

< Vulpeca get the hell out, I've already warned you I'd kill you if you came back in here. >
She threatened him telepathically. Vulpeca's face would pale slightly as he wound nod and step back out of the room, shutting the door behind him so that both Heizen and Nakiya would be left alone in her room.

"... Sorry... I... I've been suppressing these memories... these emotions for so long I... I didn't know how to face it...Makaioshin it's... it's more than just power.... it's a state of mind that I just... I wasn't ready for. I lashed out the only way I could and..."
Her words were so broken, like she was struggling just to find the right thing to say without making herself look worse. She knew she looked pathetic already, like Heizen said... but there was something about him that made her not care, especially in this new form of his.

"I can't believe you came back... why?"

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Nakiya would eye Heizen as he approached, her eyes moving quickly up and down his figure as if assessing the amount of danger she was in. She would shift back into the sofa just a little bit before rolling her tear filled eyes and bringing her knees up to hug them.

“Shut up.”
She would tell him bluntly as she refused to look at him. That was until Heizen closed the gap between them and placed his hands on her cheeks, turning her head to look at him. Her first instinct was to pull her head out of his hands, her right hand leaving her knees as she was about ready to slap him… Though the moment Heizen asked to share their memories she felt her heart rise into her neck, her lungs seeming to forget how to take in oxygen as she hesitated. Even Jarvis had never dug so deep… Nakiya never let anyone into her head, for her mind was her strongest weapon…

It wasn’t until the images of Heizen’s past began to play in her mind like a film that Nakiya would visibly relax in his grasp. She would finally exhale and take another breath before closing her eyes. All of her anxieties and fears were bubbling at the surface, there was no hiding within her mind now. At first, Heizen would see nothing but a cage, old, rusted and beaten up. The chains to the cage hung loosely, the door swaying back and forth. When her thoughts were finally allowed to be shared with him, that gate would creek open to let Heizen enter, only for those chains to coil themselves around the mental image of the red haired man.

Nakiya’s fears and inhibitions came flying towards Heizen in full swing, like an interactive virtual reality that Heizen couldn’t interact with. It started with Nakiya’s earlier ‘memory’ one that she didn’t truly remember as she was only a newborn. Her father had taken her twin brother, a proud smile on his face as he completely disregarded the baby girls existence. Her father would even show such distaste for her that he would SPIT on her! The little baby Nakiya would very rapidly turn to stone, much to her mothers cried of rage. That was were that memory ended, for the next thing the baby girl knew, she was in a cave, curled up into a large Dragon’s tail.

Various scenes of her father's distaste for her would play through, the years coming and going in flashes of similar scenarios. The unwanted daughter, the parasite that had grown alongside the Overlords heir.

There would be images of when she was summoned to Earth through blood magic, images of the lustful acts done onto her at such a young age. Images of Nakiya kept in chains in the mage’s BASEMENT, prevented from leaving with charms and spells that bound her there.

The sense of helplessness, the fear…

Suddenly, the images returned to Makai. Nakiya was there once more, free from the blood mages control. As she was older, she held a little bit more… tolerance from her father. She was allowed to study, to better herself and to begin turning into the Demon Queen she was today. You could see her push those fears deep down into herself, lock them away as best she could… though Heizen would also see how she tried to overcome those fears by creating her own family. First creating a brother, or even a son. Lazarus, and then a daughter, Daeva. For many years those two would be her companions, but for those same amount of years those two would have to suffer Nakiya’s experimentation. Organic chips were implanted into their brains to ensure that her creations would never abandon her, would never do her harm…

She surrounded herself with an army of this family, each with the same safety devices in play, all meant to protect her from ever feeling what she had as a child. To this day she had Vulpeca, Kinoko and Hakobe, Celcia and Faren… all of her creations. As much as they were her army, they were also her created family… the one’s meant to keep her safe, even though she was the Queen.

The last image Heizen would see before being able to break free of the chains, was himself walking away from her and leaving…

While Heizen witnessed all of her memories, she witnessed all of his and felt that same helplessness and despair, though it was coupled with just as much rage as the small Demon in his mind displayed. Demon’s truly were cruel creatures...

Outside of their mental connection, Nakiya’s eyes would spill the tears she had been holding back as she was yet again forced to watch these things. While not in her Makaioshin form she remained sad, though if she was to transform she would no doubt get angry.

She had subconsciously brought her hands up to Heizen’s hands during all of this, squeezing them tightly as if he would fade away if she let them go. She slowly opened up her eyes, mouthing the words “I’m sorry”, though no sound escaped them.

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