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[color=maroon][h1]Anu'Varr[/h1][/color]

[color=maroon]The Scarred One[/color][/center]

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A loud popping sound echoed throughout the large, dimly lit chamber, followed by a harrowing scream. Outside, the world was a grisly shade of darkened colors, not letting the sun's natural light illuminate the horrors that the clouds covered. Another scream broke the unnatural silence of Osarion, the Ebony Castle. The scream itself had come from a human, and a woman at that. They were always easy to tell apart. This woman's voice was a mix of agony, and suffering- which put a smile on Anu'Varr's scarred face. Anu sat upon her throne, the skulls of which were stained a dark crimson.

Sitting upright in her large lap was a woman, most likely in her twentieth year of life, shivering uncontrollably. She wore nothing, Anu would not permit it. Her blue eyes were red and puffy, but no more tears would flow. Her hair was simple shade of blonde, and very long. Anu was almost jealous of such hair, but after all, this creature was naught but a human. The Dark God held her, her left hand easily able to grip around the woman's waist. With her free hand, Anu played with the girl's hair. The God's glowing amber eyes hungered silently in that dimly lit room.

The girl spoke at last, breaking the unnatural silence of the room, in a pitiful voice she said, "P-p-please s-stop."

The Goddess, if she had even listened, did not stop as one of her fingers twirled the girl's luscious hair. Then graciously, Anu moved the girl's hair to the left of her body with a finger, leaving a slender neck visible in return. Anu then felt the girl's trembling flesh as her hand worked it's way down her face, neck, and ending at her right arm. The God then gripped the arm softly, and without warning, broke the girl's arm like a twig. The girl screamed again, a high pitched wail that ended in heavy breathing. Her face had gone extremely pale and clammy, it was a miracle, or some dark power that had kept her awake throughout the nightmare she found herself in.

Anu was still smiling when she turned the girl's broken body around to look at her. Both of her legs, and now her right arm, hung limply like a doll. The girl gazed upon the Scarred Goddess full of mind numbing fear and at last, Anu spoke.

Her rich voice was full of animosity, [color=maroon]"So weak.. So fragile.. A high wind would knock you over. Tsk Tsk, your kind truly do not deserve this world, but don't worry, little one, I am your cure."[/color] 

The girl's mind broke at the weight of Anu's words, the vicious truth of her existence splayed before her by a God. She went limp all over as Anu stood at last, walking over to a wall. Upon the wall were spikes, with various humans in different states of decay. Without even pausing, Anu found a free spike, and thrust the girl onto it. There was wet sound, a gurgled gasp, before her blood began to pool beneath her. Anu then walked to the opposite side of the room, found a goblet made of bone, and filled her cup with fresh blood.

The Goddess went back to her throne and sat down, drinking the warm liquid like wine.

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The carnal pleasure she derived from devouring the blood of lesser creatures, was insatiable to Anu. Though Anu did not actually need to drink any blood, she did so because she wanted to. Humans were the prime choice for her blood wine, though she hated them to her core, she did admit they had other uses. Delectable uses that fueled her rage towards the species.

Anu had found that girl herself, wandering with a small band close to her border. It was easy to take her, mortals could not harm her in the slightest, and she simply killed the more uninteresting ones. She had yet to see hair, blond like the sun, in the world to date, and the girl's blue eyes were equally intriguing, but also alarming. It seemed the humans were changing, but was it natural? She had found nothing out of the ordinary upon her inspection of her treat. Perhaps they didn't all need to look the same?

In the end, she looked over to the corpse wall, it mattered not as long as they died easily enough. But Anu was at a slight disadvantage. She knew the humans were growing, multiplying at alarming rates and if she ever truly wanted to wipe them off the earth, she needed something to help her in this task. She would ponder it for awhile, while continuing to drink her wine.