#💎 Immortal Treasure (Salem)

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“Now this is most perplexing. It appears I can no longer sense your cursed fate that was once tethered to your soul...much like my own.”

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“I look forward to meeting this new puppet of yours..Ozma...”

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The great Grimm demon stood in the center of her territory, scratching the chin of a hound-like Grimm demon she had taken a liking too. Being the creator and queen of a whole race of demons was no easy task, Salem inherited this role centuries ago from the previous great demon of their clan. She had to work quite hard to earn the previous leader’s favor, but once she did and inherited the ability to control the Grimm pools that created their species, it had all been worth it.

As she stands though, she notices her hound start to smell something in the air. From the way it was growling, Salem could tell a human intruder had crossed her territory. She doesn’t command the other demons to attack it just yet, curious as to how a human could traverse these lands. They were not exactly the most safe. That meant they had to be either extremely foolish or quite special. 

She despised humans, thinking they were wretched creatures after she was betrayed by one long ago. But if they could be useful or entertainment, then that was different. Will this human be the same, or more food for her beasts?

“Well, well. You’re rather bold for coming to these lands, human.” Salem speaks once the man approaches, a giant weapon in his hands. She gently pats the head of her hound as she keeps speaking. “Tell me, what brings a human like you to Grimm territory? The fact you were able to reach me at all shows you are no mere mortal.”

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why do you hurt?

Because you have made mistakes you cannot swallow

mistakes come back to you like echoes in an empty cave. you have been trying since you started but does trying count? is trying good enough? every night it visits you, the pain that you have caused with your clumsy hands and venom-tongue. life careens onward, onward, with the moon hung in the sky and the sun the day after, but you walk backwards on this path so you can keep sight of what you did. the destruction still feels fresh. it still feels like fire, where you burned them. fire is supposed to be warm. it burned them, and it will swallow you. blow out the candle. let it rest. some things are better left behind in the dark.

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@anchoredstowaways​ sent: neo so is holding out an ice cream cone to salem. of course it's neopolitan flavored. and with it, there's a wicked smirk on her lips, as she dips her head and removes her hat, bowing and holding it out towards her.

Salem had been sitting on her throne inside her gigantic beautiful whale grim, simply waiting for things to play out. If there was one thing the queen was good at, it was being patient. She was a master of playing the long game, her immortality allowing her all the time in the world to bring her plans to fortition. At long last, it seemed like this game was close to being over, and she could finally get her wish fulfilled. Her suffering would end, finally end after eons of pain.

Red eyes then shift though as she notices someone approach her, the new recruit dear Cinder had brought along with her. It was odd to see her not beside the Fall Maidan, and with her seemingly inability to speak as far as Salem knew, what could she be here for? Was she bringing her something?

Salem then watches her actions, taking note of the treat that seemed to oh so perfectly match her hair that she seemingly was presenting to her. This was new. Salem had been offered many things by those who followed her, but never...food. She was an immortal being who was part Grimm after all. Food was not necessary for her to have. 

Now that she thought about it, the last time she had food was when she was with...him and their four wonderful children. Thinking of him made her angry, but tension being seen as she gripped the side of her throne for a moment as she breathed out a long breathe. Her expression turned softer then as she took the treat slowly from Neo, her other hand moving to gently pat her head much like a mother would to a child.

“Thank you for your offering, Neapolitan. It has been...ages since I have last consumed the sustenance of mortals. I’m not quite sure what this particular food that resembles your hair is called, but...” She moves to smell it for a moment, inspecting it with all her ability, before gently moving to try it. It’s not like Salem had anything to fear from trying it, knowing that she could not be killed no matter what anyone tried. “It does taste...good. Interesting how it has so many differently flavors in one item. Purely a pleasure for one such as myself, but one I am...happy to have had.”

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“Hmm...I commend her for her...bluntness. I certainly would not want to be consumed by that wrenched spider either...”

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kyonkinchi​:

….What the hell was this lady talking about? Kyo just stared across at her, an eyebrow raised. “Uh huh…. It’s a little bit early to be dressing up, huh? Anyway Halloween isn’t that popular in Japan… You from the West or something?”

“So that is what this land is called...how interesting...” Salem knew this wasn’t Remnant. That much had become obvious due to her inability to sense any Grimm in the nearby surrounding areas, along with the way the people dressed and spoke. The immortal queen is still insure how she got here, but like usual, she would try to make the most of this intriguing opportunity.  

“The place where I come from I’m certain you have never heard of, but tell me young man, what is your name?”