Finis Chaldea

[Bloodedge]

Something ridiculous and unexpected was occurring here. Sukuna was consciously pouring his essence into Ereshkigal's body all for one purpose. That much was part of the plan, but soon enough, it felt as if he wasn't in control. He'd asked in the earlier transfer with the previous Ereshkigal, if she'd cursed him during that womb seal's application. If there was a question to be asked now, he couldn't even think of it. This goddess had to be pulling the energy right out of him from both ends of her body. He couldn't have stopped if he wanted to─ not that he did want to.

Sukuna didn't even have time to consider Ishtar's wrongness. Constantly was he bucking his hips, feeling the clutch of an arse and the lash of a tongue between his two selves. Beyond these normal sensations, he felt as if his dicks were being drained by fault of Ereshkigal alone. Naturally, he'd simply... let it happen. If Ereshkigal wanted to be the cause of her own overdose, he'd let her go right ahead. Lo and behold, she did precisely that until a single word passed her lips. At the chant of cum, it became clear that the apparently gluttonous goddess may have reached the desired state of mind. Quite some time had passed, and there was a veritable sea of white spread all around their current location. Whatever there was left to Ereshkigal's speech, Sukuna was keen to find out. "You say something?" both copies of Sukuna asked cheekily, each pulling themselves away from the goddess and leaving her to stabilize, fall, or whatever she did upon being let go. Whatever she did, there was just a bit more spraying to be done by each. After all, it'd be wasteful to do anything but offer the goddess a final spurt with all the waste surrounding them.

[Apollymi]

This young woman's body was filled and overflowed by the essence of the demon she'd been connected to. She'd pulled at him, amassing energy for herself. Well, reaping was probably the right word. Not that it mattered, what was a bit of taking from Sukuna after the pure fear he'd put into the heart of her original self? Nothing, obviously this was just a bit of fair play. Finally she'd be released and she'd be catching herself on her hands and knees breathing softly as the last spurts were offered to her very skin. Was she glowing more than she already had been? Yes. Actually, that inviting light that she radiated seemed to be almost pulsing. She was sure he could be attracting people from miles away with just that and the amount of power that was being expelled on this rooftop. She was asked a snarky question and she still could only say the one word. "Cum. Cum..." ah, she was being sprayed upon already so it didn't really matter. She should probably be using some of this, not just allowing it to go to waste because of her rather intense nature.

She needed a few minutes, some quiet reflection. Even her other self was basically hallucinating, but even in her drug induced coma she had more logical sense in her brain than Ishtar. What was the green haired goddess doing? She was staring around wondering what had happened today. Her younger sister had gone from virgin to whore and no one seemed to care. The man she was trying to steal from Ishtar was exploding more semen than even Heracles had in his berserker form and Ishtar was jealous. She had muscles hanging from her bones in various places. She was surrounded by a sea of orgasmic juices she'd had no part in making and her sister seemed to be trying to steal her newest acquisition. But, there was still hope. Though she was basically falling apart, Sukuna could still make the right choice here and restore Ishtar. All would be well if he did this simple thing. "Hmph, I see you've had your fun. Now is the time for my ultimate revival!" This was Ishtar's proclamation, and the still wobbling death goddess turned her eyes toward this woman and did the only thing it made sense to do. She laughed. "Ufufufu-fufu-hahahaha!~"

[Bloodedge]

Ah, there it was again. Sukuna was under the impression that there may have been more to Ereshkigal's statement. Alas, while he went about painting her body white, she merely repeated the original phrase. She was indeed glowing more than before, and it was indeed even more inviting. She even managed to further invite Sukuna, who returned to singular form before crouching in front of the goddess. "Huh?~" he questioned, making quite a big deal of it with a hand cupped around his ear, leaning closer still.

Regrettably, Ishtar still had enough of her body together to speak. So, naturally... she started blabbering. Something escaped her mouth in relation to some ultimate revival and Sukuna already having his fun. Who told her the limits to his fun? "This isn't fun. This is hello," he said to correct the... officially lesser goddess. As for Ereshkigal, she was laughing at all the nonsense Ishtar spewed. "Well don't you sound stable." Stable may not have been a totally appropriate word to use, but as her Source was concerned, Sukuna felt no oddities. Even his own Source had finished with that incessant throbbing. "Is your brain still fried, or are we killing the annoying thing now?"

[Apollymi]

Only that one word had come out of this one's mouth. She had a sentence or two in mind, but she was far from being able to express her thoughts at the speed she was currently thinking them. Ah, but it didn't really matter, soon Sukuna was bending down towards her, hand cupping his ear, gently teasing her lack of continuity with her speech. She had something for him, and she'd even opened her mouth to try and speak again, but Ishtar beat her to it.

One thing the other goddess could be known for, was her impeccably bad placed timing. She was interrupting what was probably about to be a rather heated conversation. No matter, she'd deal with that after. It seemed Sukuna didn't take well to be interrupted and corrected Ishtar about the state of her assumption. The thing happening between him and Ereshkigal hadn't been 'fun' it had been 'hello'. Ishtar managed to look confused. "Hello? All of this was just hello. That's unreasonable, you're not keeping her so why lead her to believe something like that?" Ah, yes, she was letting her mental misconceptions come out in a moment like this.

As for the glowing version of Ereshkigal, she was currently blinking and laughing. She was called stable, but she figured that was a reference only to her source, even she was fully aware that the laugh she'd just let out probably counted as something crazed. When asked a question about her mental status, versus the idea of dealing with Ishtar there was only one way this young woman could answer. Her brain was indeed still fried, but she kind of needed it to be to do the thing she wanted to do. And then they could kill Ishtar. "Yes!" she exclaimed with a giggly bit of childish innocence. In this moment she stood and began casually skipping towards Ishtar, and with each step she seemed to be echoing. Right until she'd stopped right before the green haired goddess and she was once again both versions of herself. "You've already figured it out right? I'll follow your lead here~" said the copy. "Yeah, of course... I'm just... still a bit, you know~" she mused While reaching towards the chest of Ishtar she stopped gently right before she would have touched her skin. And at her current state of enlightenment she began to glow. She harmonized with the death based energy at the source of Ishtar, and began unraveling her source by taking that out. The other version of her watched with glee as Ishtar screamed. That pulling apart of her barely active source was something more painful than anything she'd ever experienced. "Help! Help! AAAAAAAAAaah! She's hurting me! Make her stop!" she screamed in agony as she struggled but had neither the muscles nor magical access to do something about the shredding sensation at her core. Ereshkigal was being none too gentle about it, all the while carrying on a normal conversation with her other self. "Did you decide on your name yet?"

[Bloodedge]

Oh. Among all the other stupid things floating around in Ishtar's head, there remained the idea that she was the winner of his little competition earlier. Right, Sukuna had all but forgotten about that whilst busy with Ereshkigal... and Ereshkigal. "I already said this one's mine. Use your brain, brat. That means I am keeping her. Both of her," he clarified. This time, Sukuna seemed a bit more legitimately bothered. He was quite sure something incredible had been interrupted by this particular outburst, so Ishtar would have to suffer more in the near future because of it.

First, Ereshkigal made an approach to the other goddess while splitting herself into two again. In that moment, Sukuna watched both of them from the rear; what a wonderful point of view. He was busy watching the asses of two nude goddesses linked directly to himself up to the point of magnificent anguish from the green-haired woman. Few things could have taken Sukuna's attention from the current point(s) of focus, but an injured source was suffering beyond all other forms. Ah, what beautiful music! "Ehehehaha! Ahahahahaha!" he bellowed. With a deep inhale, Sukuna stretched his arms and legs outward. Nude as a newborn babe, his cock was left swinging between his legs as a result... but this time around, that bit seemed irrelevant to him. "More, more! This day couldn't possibly get any better! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" he screamed to the sky. Yes, this was the perfect thing to wrap up the first day of his new incarnation. The cherry on top would soon enough be Ishtar's final moments, only after she was allowed to suffer a thousand deaths by sensation alone.

[Apollymi]

A certain exclamation happened before the breaking of Ishtar's source happened. That happened to be something very specific, Sukuna for the first time specified with absolute certainty that he'd chosen Ereshkigal. In fact, he made it abundantly clear that he'd chosen both versions of the girl as she appeared, the light and the dark. But how did Ishtar interpret those words? Did he mean he planned to keep Kur, her copy and Ishtar? Was he really that greedy an individual? "You plan to keep all three of us?" she seemed genuinely surprised. It was ego crushing that he thought he needed two copies of Kur in addition to her glorious self. She supposed if he was going to be like that, she'd just eventually have to find someone capable of beating him into submission as well. She'd use him to get to Gilgamesh and then likely use Gilgamesh to bring him back under heel. Yes, such a plan seemed like it would work nicely.

And then the torture started and the breaking of her source was something that she didn't expect to feel at all. It wasn't like any normal pain. It wasn't possible to misinterpret it as pleasurable. No. Instead the green haired goddess kept screaming and in doing so seemed to bring untold glee to everyone else present. At the same time as those screams, there was the laughter of Sukuna. Aw... he seemed so happy. That sound brought legitimate amounts of happiness to both of the young women who were currently pulling apart the source of Ishtar. He even claimed it was his birthday, which made both of the young women reply by looking his way and offering him the brightest of smiles over their respective shoulders. "Happy Birthday!~" they both said at the same time. How cute. It was so strange a dichotomy compared to how much violence they were pushing down on Ishtar's soul. On and on it went, until they eventually managed to secure something like a whole creature. It floated up and out of Ishtar's pulled code and solidified into an angry dark cloud like substance which seemed to be locked on to both girls. All the while Ishtar was still screaming as if her body could barely hold itself together. "Oh? My name right. I like the one you picked for paradise. I'll change it a bit though... Elysia." she said having her name finally settle.

[Bloodedge]

Ishtar's question came as no surprise to Sukuna. He'd seen enough of her this day to know how easily she would misinterpret the most basic information given to her. She really thought that by claiming both sides of Ereshkigal, he meant to take all three of the goddesses stood before him. Oh... the day got better once again. He knew the workings of Ereshkigal to be progressing magnificently. She was tearing necessary parts off Ishtar's Source, and there was a very specific end-result he could see working out from that particular chunk. That foreknowledge affected his response to the green-haired moron. "Sure. I'll take all three of you," he said with a seemingly unnecessary cryptic air about his words.

As the incarnation of Obscenity itself, Sukuna had never been one for nice things, cutesy things, or really anything conventionally considered pleasant. However, even he could not and would not shirk the radiance of Ereshkigal and her copy beaming through their birthday well-wishes to him. Creators and Destroyers always seemed to balance one another out when their union was possible. In this particular case, Ereshkigal proved to be the first individual receiving from Sukuna a grin that was neither malicious nor devious in any way. Even better, they managed such a thing during Ishtar's torment. Whatever the relationship between them would be called, it was to be something incredible.

Elysia was the name chosen by the second Ereshkigal. Upon hearing this, Sukuna quirked a brow. That was... demon language, at least partially. Sia was the demon word for she, and Ely... could have a great number of meanings based on its construction as a new word. It was not necessarily an existing word, but he likened it to... erivv by its sound in the demon tongue. "Lady of Death?" Sukuna questioned.

[Apollymi]

The idea that he'd take all three of them seemed to make Ishtar very happy. Again, both of the versions of the death goddess looked at each other and shook their heads from left to right. It wasn't okay at all to be this easily misled. To misconstrue what is being said right in front of you all the time, even the same way multiple times was a level of stupid which should have probably been wiped out. "Er ta ghaulid lon jayk ers miy lotts hanchsz," was what Ereshkigal had to say. While her other self wrapped up the idea in a very blunt way. "Sisa hink hase dreyfvad fie!" A second later they looked at each other and laughed together. "Ufufufu~ Chehehehe~"

Ah the pair had a good time, as they worked apart pieces of Ishtar's soul. What was more, they both received a genuine smile from Sukuna upon wishing him a happy birthday. Their reactions to that smile were very different, Ereshkigal managed to look embarrassed but cutely happy. While her other self seemed to be assured by the sight and seemed almost smug to see it. She now had a personal mission in life to make him smile that legitimately as much as possible. They both did, whether the other one would admit it or not. Now with a cloud above them the second version named herself Elysia. The naming pattern had not been at all missed. It'd been part of Ereshkigal's great works coming up with that name for paradise. "Yes, we can't well have completely different names. I took the demon one, which she gave in similar form to the pure lands of paradise. And she took the one associated with her original aspect of death, Eresh and Ely!~" How nice. They had cutesy ways of talking about each other and Ereshkigal was a bit embarrassed.

Now this ominous cloud needed to be tamed. Ereshkigal remembered this from her mother's explanation of it a long time ago. All she needed now was to collect the core of this creature. If she could take it, it would answer to her and the core itself would be small enough to affix to something she could keep on her person at all times. Still, Isthar was screaming but she'd not been foresaken right? It would be just a moment for Ereshkigal to use her scythe to pull the core of this creature towards herself as it condensed. She'd then hold it between both her hands and Elysia's and they'd pump a bit of mana into it, until the creature condensed around its core into a small golden gem. "Alright, we're all done now~" Ereshkigal said holding up their prize. Death was theirs so were all aspects of it. They'd left her just enough that she wouldn't die from the split source, but that was mostly because they knew that Sukuna wanted to take her life himself. A coughing Ishtar began to speak, "I'll die if you leave me like this. You have to heal me... you're taking me with you. You have to..."

[Bloodedge]

There was an entire conversation happening in the demon tongue, all to point out Ishtar's stupidity. That was to be expected, though Sukuna partially believed they could have spoken the common tongue to the same effect. It wasn't as if Ishtar understood anything the way it was meant to be taken. Either way, Sukuna was in the background laughing about the death goddess' take on her... or their sister.

The name of Elysia being in Sukuna's mother tongue was something to bask in. Apparently, her name was essentially the same as Ereshkigal's, the other being presumably in the language of Creators instead. It all made sense; those two served essentially the same purpose from two different angles. The one called Elysia was also clearly more... demonesque, so to speak. The other meanings of the new term ely would have to be discovered over time. Though Sukuna wondered what more meaning had been applied to the word, he was more excited to see for himself. After all, her Source was far more than the concept of death and afterlife; that could be said about both of them.

Now, the main event was upon them. Ereshkigal and Elysia combined their efforts to tame the product of Ishtar's Source. She had little use of that, but they could do wonders with it by Sukuna's approximation. His approach began as Ishtar prattled on about healing her. She was right; he couldn't properly bring her along if he didn't fix her body. Sadly for her, he had no intention of bringing her along anyway. While drawing closer to the green-haired goddess, Sukuna pointed with a single thumb at the gem Ereshkigal held. "We've got all the 'you' we need already. I guess that means I can go ahead and kill you, huh? What do the little girls think? Need anything else from this brat before I see how many pieces her Source can be broken into before it stops working?"

[Apollymi]

Sukuna was right to believe that the conversation in Demon Tongue could have just happened in the common language and it would have been misinterpreted by Ishtar in some way. Of course, she would have understood she was being insulted and as such she would have been screaming a ridiculous amount which was something both Eresh and Ely would rather not deal with directly. The twin form of death had apparently found what they needed to, both had done their part to capture their new pet and were busy looking it over between themselves. Much to their prediction, Sukuna did indeed intend to kill Ishtar and as such they wouldn't stand between him and his happiness. They looked at each other and then back at Ishtar. "No. We're gonna get dressed," said Ereshkigal as she approached the scythe she'd strung her clothes up on. "Yeah, that's all you. Make sure it hurts!~" mused Elysia. Both seemed to completely disregard Ishtar and her potential elongated existence. As far as the goddesses of death were concerned, there was no need to let her live, she'd far outlived her purpose in this world. It was time to trim the fat.

Just the same Ishtar heard the words spoken by Sukuna. They had enough of her by what they'd taken from her core in that painful exchange. He had no intention of keeping her physical form? He didn't want her, just her now two younger sisters? REALLY?! That was impossible. Why would he want them, sure they'd plumped up a bit. But they were still loners. Sure, they had a bit of sexual experience under their belts now, but they still weren't her. "Wait wait what? You are going to let him erase me, Ku-" she bit her tongue again and both goddesses laughed. They'd purposefully named themselves in front of her, and she didn't even have the decency to call them by the names they chose, why in the world did she feel entitled to have them save her? No. This wasn't happening. He wouldn't restore her? He planned to get rid of her. Absolutely not! "You'll regret this. I have my own demon, I don't need you. Malleus!!" she used magic in her distress to summon the demon connected to her soul. Little did she know the true consequences of this particular action. Her body had almost melted away, she was all flesh and exposed bone. Her body was frail and still being held up by nothing. She looked upon her younger sisters with disdain as they casually dressed and redressed each other adjusting their clothing on their forms and not even bothering to give her a solid bit of attention while she was going to be cast out of the world. She would not accept this. Her demon would come and save her, and then they would pay for their disrespect.