March 22, 2022

Harmonia lands in the clearing of a crimson forest. There's a dense, gray-blue fog. The sky appears to be a mirror of the forest.

There's a vine around Harmonia's leg, and before her stands a tall figure in a red cloak. Their face isn't visible, but one of their eyes glows brightly.

"H̸̘͐ȃ̷̧r̴̤͝m̶̞̊o̸̞͗n̸̛̟i̴͓̕a̶̠͊ ̶̯̆Ị̵̛r̸̨̎î̸̪ṣ̶̊ ̸͖̆R̵̠͛ë̵̬́ë̷͔́d̸̲̏s̸͚̈́,̸̦̚ ̵͓̾a̵͕̚ṃ̵͋ ̸͕͆I̶͎̐ ̴̗͋c̸͆ͅō̶͓r̵̻̂r̶̨̐ë̶̯́c̵̯̈ț̷͑?̷̖̈́"

"Um- y-yes?" She stares at the vine and she tries to move away from it.

The vine's grip grows tighter. "J̸u̶s̴t̷ ̷a̴s̸ ̷I̵ ̶t̸h̴o̴u̸g̵h̷t̵.̵ ̷Y̴o̷u̵ ̸a̷r̴e̶ ̸c̵o̷m̶i̵n̸g̷ ̸w̸i̷t̵h̶ ̸m̶e̷.̶"

The figure begins dragging her through the woods.

Harmonia yelps in fear as she claws at the ground, "Let me go- I'm not going with you!"

The figure stays silent, dragging her along. Bloody dirt covers her back as she's dragged. She can notice more eyes peering out at her from the fog. Harmonia watches, trying not to let the fear build but oh boy it does! Shes terrified. She struggles but knows its probably useless. The dirt turns to cold stone, though it's smooth, so it's not as bad as the woods. The air is cold. The fog gets less dense as they approach a large, stone brick castle.

"S̶̉̓t̷̿̕a̵͙͋n̵̆͝d̵͗͘" commands the Emissary. Harmonia gets up, wings dirty and probably a bit bloody and injured. Her eyes dart around, trying to figure out where she is and why shes there. They appear to be on a bridge. Harmonia cannot see the bottom of the pit they're over. But the building in front of her... it's massive. It's made of black, stone bricks. Some parts of it seem completely impossible. A building like this shouldn't be able to stand, and yet it does. There's a large staircase in front of Harmonia and the Emissary. "G̷̛̀o̴͌͌.̸͋͘"

Harmonia clenches her fists and starts ascending the staircase, the pit in her stomach only getting worse with each step After a hot minute of walking, she reaches... a really, really large doorway. Big enough for a giant. It opens to a hall. The inside of the building appears to be overgrown. There's one 20-foot door at the end of the hall, many smaller ones scattered about it. On the door is a symbol. The Great Red Dragon. Above the door, much larger, is the Sigil of Abaddon. Harmonia stops, her breath catching in her throat. Run. Run away. Run run run- That's all her mind said. She looks behind her. The Emissary is standing there. For a faint moment, she can see his face. It appears to be reptilian, although in place of scales it's a hard shell. It has many eyes, and a smile with rows and rows of teeth.

"C̶̍̀ö̶́̉n̵̉̈t̷͚̾ḯ̵̼n̵̞̈́ú̴̓e̸͑̾.̵̄͊" Harmonia doesnt know what to do. Should she run? She wouldnt make it far. Should she just go in? Who knew what awaited her... Despite everything in her wanting to run, she approaches the door, attempting to open it. It opens into a large room. There's lava waterfalls in each corner, paintings and statues of various monsters and demons, and in the middle of the far wall...

Abaddon.

A large, 16' beast. It's fairly thin, and has a solid black shell on the surface of its skin. It has deep crimson hair, shoulder length, and two large, red eyes with slit pupils. Its smile is long, ear to ear. Speaking of ears, hers are long, almost like that of a goat. She has seven horns upon her head, and seven eyes on her chest.

She has one eye on each knee, and the lower leg is separated from the upper legs. The lower legs have no feet, just sharp points. She's also got four arms, two of which have hands separated from the rest of the arm with eyes on the palms. He has two large, dragon-like wings. Again, with eyes. His tail droops over the side of the throne.

"W̸e̸l̷l̷ ̷i̸f̶ ̶i̴t̵ ̵i̷s̵n̴'̴t̸ ̷t̴h̵e̷ ̵b̸i̴t̴c̶h̵ ̴o̸f̴ ̵t̵h̴e̸ ̶h̷o̴u̶r̴!̴ ̷H̶a̴r̵m̷y̵-̴w̷a̵r̵m̸y̷-̴s̸h̸w̶a̸r̸m̶y̶!̶"

Harmonia tries to hide that shes shaking by clenching her fists buts still pretty obvious. "Abaddon," She says, her voice attempting to mask the fear that ripped through her very being. Run away. Run away now. RUN RUN RUN. But she didn't. Harmonia stands frozen as she stared at the entity responsible for most of her misfortune, if not all of it.

It sits up and leans over. All of its eyes stare at Harmonia, "Care to explain h̵͂̆o̸͗̕w̸̛̾ you're alive?"

"It's not exactly a secret." She responds, trying to keep her composure.

"Then you should have no problem explaining it to me. I want to hear y̵̍͝o̶̚͝u̴̾̚ say it. I already know that Mothrall broke apart his teensy little soul and forced it on yours. But I want to hear y̵̍͝o̶̚͝u̴̾̚ explain it."

"Okay.... Thrall split his soul in half to bring me back. Happy?"

"G̴͌͠i̴͂̉v̶͆̃ë̶̈ ̵́͗m̶̓͌e̸̅͠ ̸͑̂d̷́̈e̸̎̊t̵̒͠a̷̋̀ḯ̷̆l̶̔̋s̷͑̚,̷̈́͆ ̶̈́̓p̸͒͘r̴͇̈́i̷̇́n̷̽̄c̴͊̄e̵͌͗s̸͛̔s̵̈́̀.̷̂͐"

"I dont have any- I wasnt exactly alive for it." Harmonia says, attempting to take a step back from her.

"Mmm. I don't think you heard me." Abaddon gets up, and bends down to Harmonia on all fours, grabbing them in its left eyeless hand. It holds her close to its face."İ̵̎ ̶̾̐t̴̊͂o̴̍͋l̶͆̈́d̵̑͌ ̷͙͗y̸̋̌ő̵͝u̴͎̓ ̷͊̕t̵̅̕o̶̅̆ ̴̍̍ĝ̴̅i̷͊̉ṽ̸̒e̸̋͐ ̶̈̋m̴͂̊ë̴́̽ ̸̈́̂d̶̼̅e̴͊͗t̵͂̈â̸̚ī̸͛l̶̓̇s̶̄͋.̶̅͝ ̶̒͑D̵̒̓ó̸̆ ̷͗̒y̶̋̂o̵͛̏ǔ̸̷͋͐́ ů̷̽n̸̈́̋d̸͗̆ě̸́r̶̊͠ś̶͘t̸̎͑a̸͒̈n̷̑͌ḋ̸̀,̵̈́͑ ̷̉Harmonia?"

Harmonia yelps, struggling helplessly, "Y-yes-" Someone is watching them.

"Now. Details."

Harmonias eyes turn white, glowing brightly for a moment before returning to red. She holds her chest, breathing heavily, too shocked to speak just yet.

"Sooooo?"

"A-after I died I was kept in my own mind... The Playwright made sure my body didn't rot at all. My mind was a butterfly garden and I was devoid of unhappy memories. After a while he came by, told me that Thrall would be willing to bring me back and asked for my permission, telling me that I would become part demon. I accepted the offer. I felt my very being change as his soul attached to mine... then I woke up. Without memory if it. I was weak and hungry- The Playwright and Thrall were there... is that enough?" Harmonia asks, watching Abaddon fearfully.

"Yes, that's enough. Lmao." He places her on the floor, "So, your friends are that willing to save you but did nothing about Aesop, Doctor, or Eran? How funny." Harmonia gets back up and backs away. She doesnt say anything.

"Your ring. T̷̈́͆à̴̓k̷̐͠e̵͂̊ ̶̀̈́ỉ̷͋t̷́̈́ ̷̾̕ṏ̴́f̴̐́f̶̆͝."

Harmonia does so, the black on her neck and stomach returning. Abaddon picks up Harmonia by her wrist, its claws digging into her flesh. It smiles wickedly as it plunges a tendril inside her, tearing her soul out.

"Ä̶́͘B̸̾̎A̶͊̚Č̴͝U̷͑̓S̷̅̊," it yells, in a deep, distorted voice.

A shadowy figure emerges from one of the bricks. It looks like the Emissary, although wearing a suit instead of a cloak, and it has more eyes. All red.

"Y̶̜͠ǒ̴̪u̷̧͝r̵̛̠ ̸͇̉s̸̲̉ō̷̘ṳ̶̚l̷̝̓.̷̖̍ ̸͙̆G̴͇̏i̴̼̐v̶͈̓e̷͉̍ ̸͔͆m̷̼̔e̶͈̾ ̶̞̃a̷̹͋ ̷͇̌p̸̰̅i̵̹͝e̸̛͔c̴̛̘e̷̘̍," Abaddon commands. Abacus, not messing the fuck around, does so! He begins to bleed a lot, but the wound quickly heals. He walks back through the wall, leaving the piece of soul on the floor for Abaddon to take.

"Ṕ̷͔e̶̠͋r̵̭͝f̵̢̂ẹ̸̀c̸͙̽t̸̻̐.̶͚̈́"

Abaddon picks up the piece of Abacus' soul, jamming it into Harmonia/Thrall's, and placing it back into her body.

Abaddon smiles grimly as he drops Harmonia back down to the cold, stone floor. Harmonia falls to the ground, screaming in pain and holding her chest, tears welling up in her eyes The pain worsens as her antennae thicken, becoming sharp, ram-like, black keratin horns. Her teeth and claws also sharpen slightly! Harmonia fuckin screams and cries in pain, writhing on the floor

"Lol. Lmao." Abaddon's just watching, amused.

Harmonia is still Going Through It. However after a bit she calms down, laying there and panting. "A-are you done..." She says, her words slurring a bit

"Yeah, I think so. Off ya go!" She's dragged by dark hands down into the floor, and appears back home.