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Who is.... Xuân Cao Mạnh | Karma? - A Reading Guide

Xuân Cao Mạnh is an X-Men affiliated character from Marvel Comics first introduced in 1980. Xuân is a Vietnamese refugee who parents both died on the passage to America, leaving her in the care of her uncle and in charge of herself and her younger siblings. Xuân's family is very important to her and drives much of her story. Xuân is most commonly associated with her first team and close friends, the New Mutants, and spends a considerable portion of her appearances with them. Xuân is also a lesbian and an amputee!

Despite the heavy importance of her heritage to her story, it was not until 2023, some forty-three years after her introduction that her name was officially changed to something recognizable in Vietnamese. This interview, with Vietnamese comic creator, Trung Le Nguyen, who had the opportunity of writing Xuân in 2023, does a great job of breaking down the issues with the spellings we see in earlier comics. While the change has been made to correct her name now, for most of the issues in this reading list you will still see the unfortunate old name of Xi'an Coy Manh and the nickname "Shan."

Reading list under the cut!

Introduction and New Mutants

Xuân was introduced prior to the formation of her first team. She spent a fair amount of time with the New Mutants before moving on to a more personal mission. Please note that this period contains some absolutely disgusting and highly targeted fatphobia towards Xuân specifically.

Marvel Team-Up (1972) #100A Marvel Graphic Novel (1981) #4 New Mutants (1983) #1-6, 29-34 New Mutants Special Edition (1985) #1 X-Men Annual (1970) #9 New Mutants (1983) #35-37 Secret Wars II (1985) #9 New Mutants (1983) #38-40, 43-44, Annual 2 X-Men Annual (1970) #10 New Mutants (1983) #46-48, 50-52 Fallen Angels (1987) #1-2 New Mutants (1983) #53-54

Search for Siblings and Adulthood

Xuân makes the choice to leave the New Mutants to search for her younger siblings, and embarks on what also becomes a journey of self discovery! She doesn't always have a HUGE role in these issues, which is heartbreaking, but when it comes to Xuân it's helpful to have as much information as possible even if she's only in one or two panels...TRIGGER WARNING: during New X-Men there is a deeply uncomfortable plot in which Rahne (Wolfsbane) forms a romantic relationship with a student....and all of the students are mad at the child and the staff (Xuân included) talk about how they need to forgive Rahne....

Wolverine (1988) #4-8 New Mutants (1983) #81 Wolverine (1988) #27-30 New Warriors (1990) #45 X-Force (1991) #33-34 Beast (1997) #1-3 New Mutants: Truth or Death (1997) #1-3 X-Force (1991) #75 Mekanix (2002) #1-6 X-Men Unlimited (1993) #43A New Mutants (2003) #4-13 New X-Men (2004) #7, 9, 13-15 New X-Men Yearbook Special (2005) #1 New X-Men (2004) #16-19 Decimation: House of M- The Day After (2006) #1 X-Men: The 198 (2006) #1 X-Men (1991) #183A X-Men: Manifest Destiny (2008) #1C Uncanny X-Men (1981) #501-503 X-Men: Worlds Apart (2008) #4 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #504 X-Infernus (2009) #2, 4 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #508

New Mutants- Again

In 2009, Xuân joins the newly reformed New Mutants and things are....definitely interesting.

New Mutants (2009) #1-4, 6-10, 12 X-Men: Legacy (2008) #235 X-Force (2008) #26 Uncanny X-Men (1981) #524 X-Men: Second Coming (2010) #2 New Mutants (2009) #15, 17-22 X-Men: Legacy (2008) #246 New Mutants (2009) #25, 27-28 Wolverine and the X-Men: Alpha & Omega (2012) #4-5 New Mutants (2009) #33

Regenesis & Utopians

Following the schism between Cyclops and Wolverine, Xuân followed Wolverine to Westchester where she once again found work at the school. After Utopia was abandoned she joined a group known as the Utopians.

Astonishing X-Men (2004) #48-56, Annual 1 New Mutants (2009) #44, 49 Avengers vs. X-Men (2012) #11 New Mutants (2009) #50 Astonishing X-Men (2004) #57-59 X-Termination (2013) #1 Astonishing X-Men (2004) #60 Age of Apocalypse (2012) #14 X-Treme X-Men (2012) #13 X-Termination (2013) #2 Astonishing X-Men (2004) #62-66, 68 All New X-Men (2013) #40-41 New Mutants: Dead Souls (2018) #1, 4, 6 Uncanny X-Men (2018) #12-19 War of the Realms: Uncanny X-Men (2019) #1-3

Krakoa

Like most mutants, Xuân moved to the island nation of Krakoa, where she rejoined the New Mutants...again and underwent the crucible in order to give her twin brother another chance at life.

New Mutants (2019) #1-2, 5, 7, 9-11, 14-19 Marvel's Voices: Pride (2021) #1L New Mutants (2019) #20-24, 26, 30-31 Love Unlimited Infinity Comic (2022) #31-36 New Mutants: Lethal Legion (2023) #1-5

Extra:

The 2023 Magneto series goes back over some New Mutants (1983) things to bring back Magneto the teacher, Xuân's in it and it's written by JMD so you know I had to recommend it!

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droctaviolovecraft · 2 months ago

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"You are welcome in hell, there are only parties, no one rents you. Heaven is full of believers annoying you and offering help."

ANM #: 135-XK - "Hillbilly Jack"

Danger Level: Infernus ⚜️ | Partially Contained ⭕️

Responsible Researcher: Dr. Öctavio Kalev

Anomaly Type: Rural, Demonic, Entity, Reality-Bending

Confinement: ANM-135-XK, hereafter referred to as "Hillbilly Jack," is to be contained within a 10m x 10m heat-resistant chamber located in the Rural Anomalies Department (D-11). The walls, floor, and ceiling of this chamber must be constructed with at least 30 cm of reinforced titanium and layered with flame-retardant materials. The chamber is to be monitored at all times by thermal sensors and motion detectors. Any deviations from standard temperatures within the chamber must be reported immediately.

Personnel interacting with ANM-135-XK must not stay within proximity for longer than 30 minutes to avoid exposure to dangerous heat levels. Under no circumstances should any religious materials, symbols, or references be brought into ANM-135-XK containment chamber without prior approval from Level 4 personnel. All religious discussions are strictly prohibited, as ANM-135-XK has shown to become highly antagonistic when provoked by such topics.

In the event of a containment breach, Department-11 is to initiate Protocol Hellfire, which consists of flooding the containment area with a specialized fire-extinguishing foam and deploying heat-resistant drones to re-establish containment. All nearby personnel are to evacuate immediately to prevent exposure to high temperatures or potential attacks.

Description: ANM-135-XK is a humanoid entity standing approximately 1,96m tall, resembling a stereotypical South American hillbilly, with several exaggerated physical features. ANM-135-XK possesses large, shaggy black hair, missing teeth, and weathered, leathery skin indicative of advanced age or prolonged sun exposure. Despite its appearance, the entity does not exhibit signs of aging or decay beyond its cosmetic features.

ANM-135-XK most notable features include pointed ears, resembling folklore depictions of supernatural entities, and despite possessing human feet, the footprints left by ANM-135-XK are cloven-hoofed and burn the ground where it steps. A pentagram is carved into the back of ANM-135-XK right hand, the pentagram is said to have been self-inflicted using a knife. It is unclear what the purpose of this symbol is, but it appears to enhance the entity anomalous abilities.

ANM-135-XK also wears a necklace composed of human teeth, though analysis of these teeth has shown no direct connection to any known individuals. It is unclear where or how ANM-135-XK acquired these. The entity also wears a plain white coat over a black shirt. Additionally, ANM-135-XK wears a black ring on its middle finger. Examination of the ring has yielded no anomalous properties, though it is theorized that it may be connected to the entity’s abilities. The subject also always carries a Bible with him, keeping it at his side or under his arm, he seems to work as a type of "false apostle".

ANM-135-XK communicates through a thick northeastern Brazilian accent, often utilizing rural colloquialisms and slang common in that region. Its voice is deep and raspy, further reinforcing its unsettling presence. Despite its often jovial and playful demeanor, ANM-135-XK displays highly erratic behavior, with a tendency toward sadistic humor and irreverence toward religious figures, symbols, and beliefs.

The entity was first discovered in Recife, Pernambuco, where it had been apprehended by a group of locals who attempted to hang it for heresy. ANM-135-XK responded by turning the rope into a sentient fire snake, which attacked the mob, allowing the entity to escape. The MOTHRA Institute tracked ANM-135-XK and successfully contained it after deploying specialized heat-resistant task forces.

Jack possesses the ability to conjure and manipulate fire at will. Its most frequent display of this ability is the "burning" of the path it walks on, which causes the ground beneath its feet to scorch and leave behind cloven-hoof-shaped imprints resembling those of a large goat. These imprints are highly dangerous, as they retain extreme heat for extended periods after ANM-135-XK has left the area. ANM-135-XK appears to be entirely immune to the effects of fire and extreme temperatures. Infrared scans show that Jack's body can reach temperatures in excess of 1700°C without displaying any visible harm or discomfort.

ANM-135-XK is constantly surrounded by a pungent smell of sulfur, which becomes more pronounced when it engages in its anomalous abilities. This emission has been linked to its fire manipulation and the sulfur’s presence in the surrounding air increases exponentially when ANM-135-XK becomes agitated or excited.

ANM-135-XK is capable of exhaling jets of fire from its mouth. These flames have been recorded at temperatures upwards of 1100°C, making them capable of melting most conventional materials. This ability is rarely used but is typically a response to perceived threats or provocations. While Jack's primary means of interacting with others involves humor and taunting, prolonged exposure to the entity has shown that it can influence the mental state of nearby individuals. This includes causing feelings of hopelessness, fear, and suicidal ideation. These effects are more pronounced when ANM-135-XK engages in religious mockery.

In interviews, ANM-135-XK refers to itself as "Satan," though it is unclear whether this is a literal self-identification or a delusion. The entity has repeatedly demonstrated a masochistic streak, encouraging physical harm to itself and showing enjoyment when such harm is inflicted, though it displays no signs of damage due to its high immunity.

Despite its chaotic nature, ANM-135-XK is highly persuasive and charismatic. It has convinced several lower-level staff to engage in activities that breach protocol, often leading to disciplinary action or worse. Researchers note that ANM-135-XK has a tendency to fixate on individuals with strong religious convictions, taunting and manipulating them into questioning their faith.

Addendum 135-XK-A: Incident Log 135-XK-???

On 27/09/2024, ANM-135-XK breached containment during a routine check, causing widespread damage to D-11. The entity escaped its chamber by generating intense heat, which weakened the surrounding metal and allowed it to melt through its cell door. ANM-135-XK roamed the facility, leaving a path of destruction and burning several personnel who attempted to contain it. After █ hours, Protocol Hellfire was initiated, successfully recapturing ANM-135-XK using heat-resistant drones. Casualties numbered at ██, with 15 suffering third-degree burns.

Following this incident, ANM-135-XK containment procedures were upgraded to include reinforced titanium walls and additional flame-retardant measures.

Interview between Dr. Strike and Jack Caipira (ANM-135-XK)

Date: 09/28/2024

Location: Containment Chamber D-11, MOTHRA Institute

Interviewer: Dr. Strike (specialist in anomalous objects)

Interviewee: Jack Caipira

Dr. Strike enters the containment chamber. The intense heat is immediately noticeable, and he adjusts his steps while observing Jack, who is seated in a relaxed, almost seductive manner in a corner, surrounded by a faint smell of sulfur.

Dr. Strike: Hello, Jack, my name is Arthur ██████. How are you feeling today?

Jack Caipira: Go screw yourself, Arthur. Now that the introductions are over, I feel almost at home, just in the heat of the fire. I’d rather be in hell, drunk on whiskey. And you, skinny guy?

Dr. Strike: Uh… that’s an interesting perspective. It seems like you’ve been to hell before. What do you think of heaven, then?

Jack Caipira: Heaven? I’ve been invited a few times before. It’s just full of boring people! Packed with believers who never stop singing. There’s always some fat old lady banging a tambourine next to you. It’s a complete joke! And those little angels in skirts looking like a bunch of... (pauses) well, you know.

Dr. Strike: (taking notes) So, you prefer the company of other beings from hell?

Jack Caipira: Well, of course! That’s where things get good. Even on the damn train, there are believers! They sing so loud it’s like they think God is deaf! No offense, but I find it absurd, doc!

Dr. Strike: Speaking of which... during some past incidents and your capture, we noticed your abilities… how would you describe them? Is it something you control consciously?

Jack Caipira: Control? Hell, that’s easy! It’s like blowing on a coal. When I walk, the ground heats up, and I leave my little marks. Burning is just my way of reminding folks I’ve been around. But don’t ask for a warm handshake either.

Dr. Strike observes Jack’s feet, noting the heated marks on the ground.

Dr. Strike: Are those marks down there dangerous?

Jack Caipira: Depends on who’s walking around here, doc! If it’s not you, it’s fine. But anyone who dares get in my way might get a nice hot surprise!

Dr. Strike: Got it. And what about that symbol on your hand, the pentagram? Does it have any special effect on you?

Jack Caipira: (raises his hand and looks at the pentagram) Oh, this? Just a reminder of how special I am. A little reminder that it’s not all fun and games, but I do enjoy a good laugh!

Dr. Strike: Can we just call you Jack? Or do you have a real name?

Jack Caipira: (laughing) My name’s Satan, nice to meet you. But on my birth certificate, it says “Adam.” I think I like Jack Caipira better, though.

Dr. Strike: I think we’ll need to investigate that more later, regarding your ability to influence others. I’ve heard rumors you can cause feelings of despair.

Jack Caipira: That’s just an extra bit of fun! It’s not my fault people are so sensitive. Sometimes I just like to see how they’ll react. Life is a play, and I love being the clown.

Strike hesitates, recognizing Jack's manipulative nature. He decides to end the interview.

Dr. Strike: Thank you very much, Jack. This has been a…

Jack Caipira: (waves) Always at your service, doc!

Dr. Strike exits the chamber, the heat diminishing significantly.

Interview 135-XK-2: Dr. Yanca and ANM-135-XK

Date: 10/05/2024

Location: Containment Chamber D-11, MOTHRA Institute

Interviewer: Dr. Yanca

Interviewee: Jack Caipira

The containment chamber is less oppressively hot after the last interview. Jack is lying down, reading his Bible, apparently humming something low and unintelligible. Dr. Yanca, a young researcher, enters calmly and professionally.

Dr. Yanca: Hey, Jack. I’m Dr. Yanca. Can we talk for a bit?

Jack Caipira: (stops, but doesn’t lift his head) Another doc? What do you want? The skinny guy couldn’t handle it? What do you want to know?

Dr. Yanca: We’re interested in hearing more about your story. In the last interview, you mentioned a name... Adam. Are you saying you’re the first man?

Jack Caipira: (smirking) Well, now things are getting interesting. Yeah, lady, that’s me. The first. Adam, the one God made from clay. But it didn’t go down like they tell it in those Bible stories.

Dr. Yanca: Can you explain that better? What really happened?

Jack Caipira: (laughs dryly) Ah, the Garden of Eden. Beautiful place, at first. It was green, everything perfect, but you know how it is. Things don’t stay pretty for long. God made us, me and Lilith, to be equals. She was fire, and I... well, I was what was left. But then came all the damn control, the rules. And I’m not a man to live in a cage.

Dr. Yanca: Lilith... Were you cast out with her?

Jack Caipira: (leans back, looking directly at Dr. Yanca) Yeah, lady. Lilith was my partner, the first. Forget about Eve, or whatever. We left that place before the story even got told. You know why? 'Cause Lilith wouldn’t take orders from anyone, especially not the guy ‘upstairs.’ And me? I just wanted freedom.

Dr. Yanca: And how does that connect to your... current nature? How did you become what you are now?

Jack Caipira: (glancing at the pentagram on his hand) After we left Eden, things changed. Lilith went her way, and I... well, I went to discover hell. You see, the world down below is more fun. I transformed, or maybe I was always like this. That thing the believers call 'sin'? It’s just freedom by another name.

Dr. Yanca: You call yourself Satan, but was that ever something literal? Or is it just a title you took on?

Jack Caipira: (shrugs) Oh, doc, it’s all the same in the end. Satan, Adam, Jack Caipira. Names are just names. In the end, I am what I am. But I love watching people try to figure out what the hell that means. It’s part of the fun. The important thing is, after Eden, I wasn’t going to bow to anyone anymore. I went to hell with my heart wide open.

Dr. Yanca: And Lilith? Is she still with you?

Jack Caipira: (his smile fades for a moment) Lilith... she’s different. She has her own path, her own power. It’s been a long time since we crossed paths, but I know she’s out there, free, like she always was. A woman like her doesn’t get tied down. Not even to me.

Dr. Yanca: That would explain why you seem to have so much disdain for anything related to God or heaven. It seems like this rebellion is more personal.

Jack Caipira: (laughs loudly) Oh, now you’re starting to get it! All that talk about God, about heaven, that’s not for me. I tried it, I went there, did what I had to do... But in the end, what’s left? An eternity of boredom, surrounded by annoying believers. I prefer the heat of hell and the company of fire.

Dr. Yanca: (pausing to write) So, do you feel like you were... wronged?

Jack Caipira: Wronged? (laughs again) That’s for people who believe in justice. I don’t give a damn about that. I did what I wanted, and I’m still doing it. But they kicked me out because I refused to play their game. I didn’t want to be the obedient man, you know? The rest is just history.

Dr. Yanca: Jack, this view... it seems like your relationship with God and hell is more complicated than just simple rebellion.

Jack Caipira: Complicated? Maybe, doc. But in the end, what matters is freedom. Lilith understood that before anyone else. I just followed the path. The difference is, I have more fun with it.

The heat in the room seems to rise as Jack talks about his expulsion and Lilith. The smell of sulfur intensifies.

Dr. Yanca: You seem to take pride in what you’ve become.

Jack Caipira: (with a devilish grin) Oh, lady, of course I do. In hell, we don’t apologize. We party. That’s where I belong. And you know, one day, the heat’s coming for everyone, I just speed up the process.

Dr. Yanca: Thank you for sharing your story, Jack. I’m sure it will help us understand you better.

Jack Caipira: Anytime, doc. I’m always here if you need me, and I’m especially hotter in bed, by the way…

Dr. Yanca slowly exits, feeling the increasing heat as the door closes behind her.

Interview 135-XK-3: Researcher Yohan-san and ANM-135-XK

Date: 10/15/2024

Location: Containment Chamber D-11, MOTHRA Institute

Interviewer: Dr. Yohan-san

Interviewee: Jack Caipira

The containment chamber feels more oppressive than in previous interviews. The heat is nearly unbearable, and the smell of sulfur saturates the air. Jack is restless, tapping his feet on the floor, eyes fixed on the wall. He’s clearly not in a good mood. Dr. Yohan-san, a middle-aged researcher with a calm and reserved demeanor, cautiously enters the room.

Dr. Yohan-san: Good afternoon, Jack. Are you in the mood to talk today? We've noticed your behavior through the cameras.

Jack Caipira: (growling, not looking at him) Haven't I said enough already? What the hell do you guys want now? And goddamn it, there are cameras in here! I can't even take a break without being watched!

Dr. Yohan-san: We don’t mean to bother you. We just need to understand better what you mentioned in the last interview. About other gods… and perhaps something bigger than you.

Jack Caipira: (turns sharply) "Something bigger"? (laughs sarcastically) Oh, that’s what this is about, huh? You all want to understand what’s beyond my little bonfire. You want to know about the 'devourer.' But I don’t know if you’ve got the stomach for it… Also, man, you're uglier than Lucifer after he fell from heaven, buddy.

Dr. Yohan-san: Take it easy. We’re here to listen. Can you tell us more?

Jack Caipira: (visibly irritated) Just more of God’s sick games trying to screw me over! Kicking me out wasn’t enough—he had to call in others. Other gods, creatures, entities… call them what you want. All of them trying to meddle and screw with what's left. But that’s where the devil steps in. Someone’s gotta help, right? Otherwise, I’d have been done for a long time ago.

Dr. Yohan-san: What other gods? Can you name any?

Jack Caipira: (shakes his head disdainfully) Name them? Oh, like you’d believe me. There’s the old man with the thunder, the woman of war, that one who lives in the sea… they’ve all got their games. But in the end, they’re just waiting for the real one. The one who’s coming to devour everything. 'Devourer of Worlds.' An entity that knows only hunger. Doesn’t matter what you do—it's coming. And the rest? They’re just parasites living in the belly of the beast.

Dr. Yohan-san: Are you saying that humans are like… parasites?

Jack Caipira: (angrily) Worms! That’s right. Living in the belly of that thing. Humanity thinks it’s in control, thinks it can save itself… but you’re all already living inside the monster. The only thing left is to be digested.

Dr. Yohan-san: And this 'Devourer of Worlds'… have you seen it? Is it coming?

Jack Caipira: I’ve seen it. Felt it move. Volcanoes explode in fury, spewing blood from this earth in misery. You think the fire I make is dangerous? Wait until that thing wakes up. Everything you know will be swallowed in an instant. There’s no salvation, no prayer that’ll work. Colossal beast, the union of all deep fears. It’s coming. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

Dr. Yohan-san: (pausing) You seem… afraid, Jack.

Jack Caipira: Afraid? No. I am the fire, doc. But even fire goes out when that thing shows up. It’s the primal hunger. No fun, no joke. Just destruction. Even demons tremble when they talk about it. Me? I just wait. Because I’ve seen what it can do. And I know neither God, nor the devil, nor anything can stop it.

Dr. Yohan-san: So you believe that the 'Devourer of Worlds' is inevitable?

Jack Caipira: (laughs, but without humor) Inevitable? It’s already here, right above us, just waiting for the right moment to swallow everything. While you lot are sitting around trying to figure me out, it’s growing. You’re just little flies, thinking you’re big while it prepares. When it wakes up, there won’t be anything left. Not even you.

The heat in the room intensifies, and the metal floor begins to glow with heat marks from Jack’s feet. He stands up, staring directly at Dr. Yohan-san.

Jack Caipira: You know what’s funny? You guys are trying to control me, thinking I’m the problem. But I’m just the warning. A joke before the tragedy. And when everything’s burning, when 'Kruzvisk' comes, you’ll remember what I said.

Dr. Yohan-san: We’ll conclude the interview here for today. Thank you, Jack, for sharing your insights.

Jack Caipira: No need to thank me, doc.

Yohan-san quickly exits the room, the heat nearly unbearable as Jack continues to radiate intense heat and energy. The door closes with a metallic clang, leaving Jack alone, muttering softly: "Destroy them all, Devourer of Worlds."

End of Interview.

Final Interview: Dr. Öctavio Kalev and ANM-135-XK

Date: 10/28/2024

Location: Containment Chamber D-11, MOTHRA Institute

Interviewer: Dr. Öctavio Kalev

Interviewee: Jack Caipira

The atmosphere in the chamber is dense. The air feels heavy, and the heat is constant, but much less aggressive than in the previous interview. Dr. Öctavio enters the room. Jack is relaxed, his signature mocking smile on his face as he watches the interviewer with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: Good afternoon, Jack. How are you feeling today?

Jack Caipira: Feeling? Well, doc, I’m feeling mighty fine! How 'bout you? Wanna play some Russian roulette?

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: I play Russian roulette every day, with a bullet called life. Let’s get straight to the point. I’ve heard you deal with contracts. Things involving souls.

Jack Caipira: (raising an eyebrow) Ah, so we’re finally getting to the good stuff, huh? Souls, contracts… those are always fun. People wanting to sell what’s most precious for a little edge here and there. Selling your soul is a classic. But you know what I always say? Always read the fine print before signing anything with me.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: Let’s say I were interested in such a deal. What could you offer me?

Jack Caipira: Well, doc, you sure don’t waste time, do you? You wanna sell your soul to ol' Jack, huh? Well, I could offer you… (looks around theatrically) everything your little heart desires… (slowly rises from his chair, building suspense) Power, wealth, women, men too—why not? Wisdom… or maybe something even more interesting. But there’s a tiny problem.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: And what would that problem be?

Jack Caipira: Your credit’s in the red, partner. Trying to pull a fast one on the devil? What’s this about you trying to cheat me?

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: (frowning) No soul? What are you talking about?

Jack Caipira: You didn’t know, big guy? You’ve been walking around without a soul, and you didn’t even notice. You’re trying to sell me air!

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: (irritated) That doesn’t make sense. I’m human. Of course I have a soul.

Jack Caipira: Voodoo’s for amateurs, my friend. A man’s soul ain’t as simple as it looks. But yours? Yours is long gone. You’re walking around, rotten on the inside, thinking you can strike a deal with me? Get real!

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: (trying to stay calm) So what happened to my soul, then?

Jack Caipira: Who knows? Maybe you lost it somewhere along the way. Made the wrong choices, followed some dark paths, and now you’re just a shell without the filling—worse than a cheap cookie from Paraguay. I’m not the one to tell you where it went. But I can guarantee it ain’t here, and it sure ain’t inside you (points at Kalev).

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: Do you have any idea how I could get it back?

Jack Caipira: (with a sly grin) Ah, doc, now that’s the tricky part. Once a soul’s gone, it’s a real pain to get it back. But I’ll give you a freebie, just 'cause I’m in a good mood: never sign anything without reading the fine print. Especially with me. You’re so desperate you didn’t even realize what you’ve already lost.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: So there’s nothing I can do?

Jack Caipira: (shaking his head disapprovingly) Well, there’s always a way out, big guy. But are you willing to pay the price? Some things are irreversible. And if you’re without a soul, maybe that’s for the best. Look at you—you’re still here, standing, doing your work with all your machines and research, without that burden the rest of humanity carries. Why complicate things further?

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: You really don’t care about what happens to the souls you buy?

Jack Caipira: (shrugging) I care about them about as much as a butcher cares about cows in the pasture. I do my job, give what I promise, and in the end, someone always loses. But it ain’t me. The funny part is watching how humans will do anything for a contract, for a little bit of power. But when the bill comes due, it’s all tears and gnashing of teeth.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: You mentioned "fine print" in your deals… how many have fallen into that trap?

Jack Caipira: More than I can count. Every deal’s got a catch, a little twist. I’m clever, doc. No one gets one over on me. And the best part? They always come running, thinking they’re making the best deal of their lives. Voodoo, spells, magic… it’s all for those who want to play god. But anyone who thinks they can outsmart me? Well, they’re already being stupid, friend.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: I think I’ve understood enough.

Jack Caipira: I’m much more than you think, and you’re much less than you believe. Now get outta here, before the heat consumes you. And remember: next time you think about selling something, make sure you’ve still got something to offer.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev: Thanks for the chat, Jack.

Jack Caipira: (with a casual wave) Always a pleasure doing business. Too bad your credit’s still shot.

Dr. Öctavio Kalev exits the room. The door closes with a heavy click, and the heat in the room seems to ease as Jack smiles to himself, still radiating a dark, sinister power.

End of Interview.

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ink-and-dagger · 2 years ago

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HEAVEN CAN WAIT - Cardinal Copia x Reader

Fic rating: E || Chapter wc: 8.6k || MDNI

Cardinal Copia x Fem!Reader || Slow Burn || Romance || Eventual Smut || Humour || Angst || Fluff || Found Family || Religious Trauma || Accident Prone Reader || Full tags and summary on AO3

A/N: Welcome to my new multi-chapter project. Pull up a seat, get comfy, the plan is to laugh, cry, yearn, and fall in love. As usual, I won't be posting full chapters to Tumblr, only snippets. The full fic can be read on AO3.

Big love and thanks to @sherwood-forests and @sweatandwoe for being the best betas. Also shout-out to @chickenparm who may or may not make a cameo appearance in this Chapter.

CHAPTER 1: Infernus Supra Caelum Infra

I feel your presence amongst us

You cannot hide in the darkness

Can you hear the rumble?

Can you hear the rumble that’s calling?

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infernus aestimatus / Rhaenyra x Daemon

🕯️ Rated E 🕯️16.8k words 🕯️ Complete 🕯️ by AmazingAngie🕯️

tags: Canon Divergence, Fratricide, King Daemon Targaryen, Uncle/Niece Incest, Attempted Seduction - but who is seducing who here??, Virginity Inspection, Forced Eye Contact, Forced Nudity, Consensual But Not Safe Or Sane, Death Threats, Threats of Rape, NILI : Nieces I'd Like to Impregnant Summary:

After the assault of Caraxes flames and Daemon’s command, he was certain no other Targaryen remained. He was wrong. There was one other. One Daemon had met. One Daemon had doted on. One who had called him Kepa. A girl of seventeen now, he thought her half mad, risking death by his hand when fully capable of escaping by her own fire breathing beast. But the girl desired something other than freedom, and she wished to be what Daemon desired, too.

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some favorite bits of mine,

He would hardly call that bloodthirsty—the only time he truly enjoyed the metallic taste on his tongue was when it came from a woman's cunt, the flavor of their broken maidenhead, taken by his cock as he took his pleasure from their folds.

He was not a monster though, the only reason he knew this flavor—that of blood mixed with seed—was from his insistence of making the girl find her own release, flooding his mouth with the sweet taste of her ecstasy as she peaked.

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“A queen lacks a throne.” He warned.

“Is that not the purpose of the king’s lap?” She responded, with little hesitation.

“Would you take such a seat during court? While subjects and nobles looked on?” He wondered, prepared for her to emphatically say no.

“I sat at my father’s feet for years, and many claimed it an honor just to fill his cups. I see little reason to feel shame for filling the king’s lap, should such close proximity not be even more honorable?”

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Now he grinned in earnest, taking a step back towards her. “To the contrary, little proves a woman’s virtue more than allowing a prospect to admire their form so fully. Why would one deny their betrothed to see proof of their virginity unless they feared he would discover it missing?” He pondered.

She bristled, “Would you dare question a princess on the matter of her maidenhead?”

“If they are bold enough to demand marriage, I have little doubt they could demand a man’s cock long before they have a marital bed of their own to lay in.”

She straightened, “A princess can demand all she wants, can she not? And yet my chambers are not overflowing with things my position could afford. It is cruel to expect this to differ with my cunt, uncle.”

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Her nails were longer and sharper than his own, when they dug into his flesh it stung, the film of scar tissue piercing easily beneath them. He was certain dark red crescents would be left behind, adding texture and color to the weakened skin that still bore evidence of prior trauma.

“It brings me great comfort that you did not go without suffering while you were away from me, uncle.”

It took him a moment to process her words, and then he couldn’t help but laugh.

Her nails dug in harder, and he hissed. When was a woman last brave enough to make him hurt?

When had he last let one?

He could not recall. But he was letting Rhaenyra do so now, even enjoying it. For he’d enjoy any attention at her hand, he thought, no matter if it left blood behind.

“Was being away from you not suffering enough?” He finally asked.

“I would not know, as you did not write to me.” She said, sounding caught between anger and sadness over this fact.

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“I think you have gone without the presence of an available Targaryen man for too long. Only then would a woman of your breeding find desire for a brunette.” He spat, rather disgusted by the thought of dark hair so much as touching her milk colored flesh—it was wrong, for a Targaryen to want anything other than their kin.

“Your mind lacks the creativity that is a Targaryen man’s form.” He insisted, his fingers working down the front of his doublet.

She shook her head, “Whose fault is that, uncle?” She asked with a glare. “Perhaps such desires would not be roused if there was another option, but there wasn’t. And now…maybe such preferences are set, and it is too late for me to find fondness for you.”

It was his turn to shake his head, “You’ve had fondness for me since the day you were born.”

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“It’s very hard.” She muttered, her eyes focused down but wide enough he could see the surprise and interest in her gaze.

She looked up at him for just a moment, amusement on her face once more, “It is Valyrian Steel in a way, is it not?”

He hummed, “Forged in the womb of a highborn Targaryen lady.” He agreed.

Her hand reached for the length then, her fingers brushing it so gently—it tickled more than feeling good, but any touch from her was stimulating. “To be wielded by a Targaryen too, I assume.” She said, softly, “But you have sullied it by allowing the hands of whores and smallfolk to use it, have you not?” She said, her fingers stroking a bit more firmly while she looked back to his face.

“I suppose.” He admitted, letting out a gasp as she squeezed her fingers around the head of his length.

“I need salvation then, don’t I? I cannot be punished, not as king, but I shall happily purify myself in your eyes, and those of your gods, through frequent baths in the waters of my niece’s cunt.” He said, the final word harsh.

Her grip was harsh then, too.

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there is much much more in the whole fic!

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