Waiting in Hell [Open]

She floated in if not appearing in a angelic burst of golden light. Her power low but her standing giving the impression of high standing and prestige. Only taking moments likely to be recognized as a Kai being of protection and devotion towards the living world. The universe at the protection of these benevolent creatures. She would spiral leaving a trail of golden energy behind here. As if tracing holy golden light throughout the darkness of hell. A sign of purity within the corruption of the fallen souls. Before moments after perching upon the branch of a twisted tree. Her feet landing with soft pats as she stood upon the branch appearing to weigh very little but carry a large weight of power of a more godly kind with her. 

"Such a act would only aid in your escape. But lost souls while sad you threaten the worst of the lot! Such a power while deadly still has the holy barrier of hell to hold it in. All you would be doing is sacrificing the lives of those who are no pure enough to lay rest in the gods embrace. Dooming yourself as well to only return here again. Killing souls... How barbaric." She'd say letting out a mild sigh of disappointment. The pain and feeling of sadness that she felt in the midst of a soul that could not be saved. Only to remain she felt as a unsaveable darkness unless one day embraced by reincarnation. Looking down briefly at some of the souls still looking up in fear or at least what few were still around "You're welcome!" She'd say pushing them to flee with a light bit of irritation upon her soft lips. Souls quickly taking the point and fleeing quickly. It wouldn't take long for them to scatter in this corner of hell. It was a large place and while cesspool of violence and darkness it may be. At least it was large enough for many to flee to safe zones ensuring if given long enough such a bomb couldn't destroy them all. At least in one firing. While gods of creation could restore the lost land of this place. The souls  still seeking redemption could not be restored once wiped from existence from the few threats that came from time to time like this. 

She sighed shifting slightly now by this time sitting upon a branch of a twisted tree. Escape from this place wouldn't be too difficult but the loss of souls would be truly tragic. A cycle of life in a sense that could be cut existed here. Strange as it was it was a truth those of higher power knew in this realm. Within death was when the cycle of a soul was most at risk. When light could truly be snuffed out in the embrace of eternal whispers. Where not even dreams or whispers resided in the bleak space of nonexistence. 

She sighed but didn't seem to move much. Her eyes heavy with a grief for the moment but perhaps without fear. Her life was not her own...without her quadrant truly in existence in some senses anymore. She was best used as a tool and a object for salvation when she could be. Her body, her mind, her holy powers all soothed when they could. She may have taken to fine items, luxury, even minor things like food and drink to ease her own blight now and again however. But it was more of a coping mechanism as the darkness unfolded more around her. The sensation how no matter how dark the eroding corruption might be of the shadow of evil. Or how bright the holy light shined. Neither could exist without the other. Like two sides of the same coin suffering would always be present for the salvation to come. She had assumed her pain would only grow stronger each time it came to her in one for or another as her payment for not being able to save her quadrant before her creation. More penance to pay as she tried to save the lost souls still in the rest of existence. 

"Life? To resurrect is possible for beings of such great power... At least for a time. But the soul wears thin each time such acts occur. You, me, all those under us will soon one day have to embrace death. But it is our strength that fights against it to our own goals that makes us stronger I suppose." She'd say thinking it all over for a moment. Her tone and weary voice as well as her tired eyes giving the impression as if somewhere within her knowledge passed down to her as if this was something she had scratched the surface of before. Even if she had no first had experience in such souls and turmoil. 

"The key you are looking for. Isn't the one you wish to use. The demons within their realm are our children as well. You wish to return as all lost leaders and rulers do when cast into this place. Do you intend to use this power to battle all other great dangers in the cycle to take your throne again? It shouldn't surprise you to now powers still stir and grow all over. You are to enter chaos again and see that life doesn't stop when one dies. When something is gone you must find a way to seek a new goal of focus. The path you desire with intentions as you have now If I suspect correct will only continue to darken your soul. You may win today, tomorrow... But no one wins forever. The beings of darkness often know the most pain. Do you wish to receive and take such pain again so easily? You will only bring more darkness with such a method." The longer she talked the more various souls could escape to other parts of hell. 

"What did you once live for? What wish you live for again? What pains you so to at this moment be pushed to such a action? What pain is so deep that even death you cannot rest? These are what you need to know to truly live. Death of a soul an this place is a end. What you seek in a sense is a birth through creation. Such a thing cannot be attained through destruction. Do you have a answer or has your soul turned to anguish of chaos and insanity like the others bellow." Her voice soft and soothing like that of a calm lover in some ways. Or a childhood friend as well with her kindness and tired yet warm eyes upon the demonic woman. A sense of power however of a different kind as if a teacher or mother with a power that transcendent physical or energy power. Her lips shined after she licked them softly. Blue eyes gazing above. Her holy golden glow retaining even in the shadow of the twisted demonic energy that made up the bomb high above. As if a fragile yet unbudging stone within the tree bellow. 

She'd only sigh as various souls were blasted throughout as if to show a sense of power and strength. Marissa wondered if this was more a push of urgency however to gain what she desired that much faster. It was a chilling and aggravating sensation but there wasn't much at the given moment she could do to alter much of this. "While its true many souls have found ways to force themselves from the after life when a body is claimed. The mysterious of such acts unfolded to those who will not or cannot accept death yet. This does happen but it is not something that simply comes with a wave of the hand or a whispering of magical words." She'd say letting out a light sigh. The energy could be used but reviving a soul improperly could easily just lead to more strain on the spirit itself. There was a reason eventually all even the greatest heroes and dark spirits one day found rest. An after a long time within this realm one day were reborn as new life and lights across the living stars. Beings that tried to force it like this put strain on their very souls they would have no idea of. It was a sad feeling to watch one twist themselves and harm so many others to do it as well. She'd twist lightly and hover slowly to the ground in front of the tree she sat within the branch on. Landing softly on her feet after a few short moments.

"You worry of judgement and only claim anger or uncaring ignorance. All spirits and beings fear judgement but such actions come to us all in the end. Whether it be a queen or a peasant, Those with lives at end settled or in the midst of great chaos. What you want is not impossible but if you can't consider the things about yourself and your soul as I ask. You may only harm and strain your own souls. The fact you haven't found a natural way to twist and reform into the living world and revive yourself shows something holds you back. Do you truly not care about the how or your own soul? Only that you revive for a time even if you kill so many spirits? Such souls that could have easily belonged to those that served you in life?" Letting out a sigh.

She sighed and seem to only look saddened if not disappointed even as she was grabbed by her clothing and pulled close. It was the same sadness she felt around the saiyan troops and elites that had gone to far to return. It took such great darkness to sway such souls back to the light. It became clear as much as she wanted to help this one would not hear or heed the light of ht coming dawn. With a sigh she hardly seemed phased by the threat and even as the light of growing ki brightened her face she only seemed to sigh again closing her eyes. Waving her hand after a moment of silence between them. 

Letting appear a broken and slightly unstable portal. Already shrinking to the in a few minutes it would collapse upon itself. Marissa only taking a breath and raising a hand to touch the girls cheek for just a moment as if to a follower of the light that needed salvation. "What you seek isn't this. But if you truly can be sauded and wish not salvation I suppose I can't stop you. Life awaits you... Just be weary of what you carry beyond that." Sighing as a image of light would appear in the womans arms and in moments would begin to fade as she sent her body back to her planet. Fading from the girls arms allowing her hand to lightly glide to the womans cheek once more with a soft touch before fading as if never existing to begin with. Leaving only the fading portal and the destructive queen to her own devices. 
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