Re: Love Geometry (Kala)
As Kala felt herself becoming wrapped in her instinctual nature, her expressions of bliss would not be mirrored by Erik, at least not in their entirety. It was clear he was enjoying it, even as Kala completely robbed him of his freedom and assumed a dominating position. The sounds that came from his mouth were nothing more than lustful moans and pants. The change from deadly to sexual would clearly have no effect on how deadly a monster can be, as Kala demonstrated with her sexuality. Erik's eyes were nearly rolling back into his head from the unreasonable amounts of pleasure she was bringing him, and a noiseless gasp would show as her slime entered his ass, stimulating his prostate in a much humiliating way. Giving into her instinct caused Erik to both understand, and display what a man truly made a victim of a mamono looks like. Helpless, powerless, and ruthlessly assaulted with sexual sensations.
So much, Kala would feel, so much of Erik's spirit flowing into her as he began to cum inside of her. The energy from him that filled her felt as if it was the sole reason for her to live. It make her whole being quiver with delight, and drowned her with such a sensation of fulfillment that Kala would be unable to compare with any other moment of her life as a slime, or even the pieces she could remember of when she was human. This blind happiness, this overpowering sense of joy, and the true sensation of feeling more alive than anything else around her all joined together to fuel her instinctual drive. There need not be any logic or reason, all she'd need is this, and to drown in it, and Kala knew nothing but stubborn morals would stop her from being eternally happy.
So full, Kala would feel. Erik's essence and seed filling her as she sucked it out of him, absorbed his being into her own, and digested it. It was enough to make someone lean back and begin laughing aloud as if they were mad. Indulging in her instincts as she did led Kala to the true darkness of the curse she was afflicted with. This was truly inhuman. Her logical mind was engulfed by her instincts, powered by the overwhelming pleasurable senses flooding through her. Yet... Kala would know that if she chose to embrace this darker side, this sinful side that worshiped such pleasure with the man she loved, then she could adopt it, and become truly powerful from it. Absorbing such energy, and indulging in this mad lust, Kala would feel the cracks of her heart sealing, and binding together, memories returning instead of being shattered in light of her curse coursing through her.
Memories returned, and through her own eyes... She would feel a sense of strange unfamiliarity. They were her eyes, and yet the person they belonged to was someone who felt wholly different than Kala. The woman who loved Lian was there, though she was a person who might as well be across the gap of an entire canyon. With Kala's decision to love Erik, she herself made it clear. The human Kala, and the slime Kala... They were not the same person. And now, as her heart pieced itself back together, the two women of different worlds, bearing the same name, stared at one another within the realm of Kala's heart.
And in that human's eyes, her beautiful blue eyes, and flowing blonde hair, she saw...
"There has to be some other way!" she'd hear Erik's voice shout as the vision became more clear. They were standing somewhere high, the clouds were drifting past them. Kala was dressed like Erik, wearing Magi armor with a sword at her hip, and a beautiful flowing cape from her shoulders. She was dressed truly like the Commander of the Air Fleet, in all her glory. And atop a mountain, she made her reply to him.
"The other way involves Cleska indulging in her acts of murder. No..." Kala shook her head. "She and Alexis think they are sending me to my doom... But I promise you, Erik, I will return... And I will be more powerful than you can possibly imagine when I do. As I've come to find in my battles against the monsters... And now that we face Cleska, it truly takes a monster to kill a monster." Kala said with firm justification.
"That's insane..." Erik replied, a hopeless expression on his face, as if he were watching Kala march off to her doom. "The curse changes you... You may not even remember." he argued.
"That's why I want you to help me." Kala replied. "If I can endure it... If I can overcome the curse, and make it's power mine, then Cleska's madness has a chance to be put to an end. I will be able to break her, but... If I do somehow lose myself... I will be no doubt a great danger to you all. If I lose control, I want you to put an end to me. You're right in saying that this is madness, but against Cleska... Even such a desperate measure will only put us on equal ground. Even Lian gave up the idea of winning."
"Kala... How could you ask this of me when you know how I feel?" Erik asked. "How can I possibly kill you..."
Kala smiled. "I know I can trust you. I don't like this choice either, Erik. But... I've seen it work. I know there's a chance. I know that I can overcome the curse." she announced, before turning from Erik. "My memory may be... Damaged, granted I endure through this. Please, make sure you take me to Lian if I return successfully... I would like to be with my love should I overcome this trial."
Erik watched in silence. This Kala, who left on a mission given by Alexis and Cleska, with a purpose to conquer the power of the curse, would truly meet her end, and instead be made into the mold that would be the current Kala. All of her feelings, her disposition, and personality were nothing but knowledge to Kala. If Kala felt at any point that she'd have said something different, that would be the reason. She had evolved, and overcame the curse, granted with help. Though the reason for this was now clear, the human Kala desired the power to defeat Cleska.
And now, she had the chance to absorb the kind of power she'd need to reach the level of power Cleska possessed. Her monstrous nature rampaged through her, and she could either side with it, and become one with her instinct, molding lust with logic, or tame it, letting her logical mind rule, while caging her instincts... To accept her inner beast or seal it, such was her choice.
