[h1][color=gold][center][b]Chryseis[/b][/center][/color][/h1][hr]
The Catastrophe released all manners of beasts. Some were felled by the staunch defense by the werewolves and others pierced through. Some ran before the werewolves could catch them and others hid away. There were even a few who decided to stay in their cells out of apathy.

Chryseis was one of these apathetic individuals who didn't even move when there was an opportunity for freedom. A long time in this abyss sapped him of the energy he once add. The dream he carried in his breast used to be bursting with rambunctious fervor, but now it's at a low burn on top of a candle.

It was then that one of the panicking monsters had his fear hit a fever pitch and he tried to stab the lion in the form of a man. It rebounded off of him. It was aimed at his heart, but it was nothing more than a sting, a mosquito's bite at most. 

It was a tiny attack. Something minuscule that's not worth noting in the first place, yet it was a hint of battle. What was his wish? What is the craving that burns deep in his heart? What moment would he trade for no other? And what should he do to attain it. All he needs to do is remember. [color=gold]"I..."[/color]

The Ancient Times. The Gods. The Demons. The Humans. The ardor he never once lost. The Baleful Gold. The Moment he sought with all his being. It's time for Mephistopheles to open his eyes. The beginning of a fight burned away any traces of hesitation within him.

[color=gold] Yes...that's right."[/color] Reaffirmation.

Chryseis could feel his soul pulse, akin to a heartbeat. [color=gold]"I wasn't merely rotting away here, waiting for my death. That's no different from a prisoner on death row."[/color] He slowly, yet forcefully stood as he said those words. His eyes shined with power and an apathetic frown grew into a savage frown. All the remaining apathy faded like a receding wave.

He gazed down on the creature that attempted to murder him. It was nothing of note. His soul and body began to regain its past vigor. [color=gold] I've yet to achieve anything. Does that not contradict my dignity?"[/color]

He realized his true craving at that very moment.

He was dropped down here by the gods because nothing could withstand his love.

[color=gold]"So be it, then. My love will take the form of destruction. I shall ravage so I can cherish. I adore the weak that bow before me, as well as the defeated that bend their knees. My love expands to those who would do me harm. I love all and everything. And so I shall lay waste to all before me."[/color]

The monster that attacked him had already collapsed from the sheer density of his soul expanding. The man transformed into a giant lion and utterly destroyed the cage, not caring for anyone else trapped in there. He let loose a roar signifying the boundless void in his heart. To soothe its listlessness, he will embark on a quest to devour the world, hoping to chance upon something that will sate him.

Soon after, Chryseis found himself at a lagoon with the bodies of werewolves left in his wake feeling joy dancing in his breast.[hr][hr]
[center][b]Location: Lagoon
Interactions: Open[/b][/center]