'You are lost.'

Fuck off.

'This blood won't sate your rage.'

It never does.

'Are you even truly human anymore?'

Meh. You know what, if you aren't going to help, shut the fuck up.

'You are arguing with a voice in your head.'

Does that mean I can carve you out?

'You don't solve schizophrenia with a heavy application of serrated steel.'

Goddammit…. Wait, maybe that's what you want me to think?

'Retard.'

You're a voice in my head, so doesn't that make you a retard too?

'Astounding logic.'

Don't get sarcastic with me…, you know what, I'm gonna call you Effrum.

'You're naming the voices in your head.'

But it fits! Besides, gotta laugh at something. It keeps me sane…. More or less.

'...You still miss her.'

Every day… or whatever. Are there days in Hell?

'Hell is timeless once you get this deep'

'Really? You are not mature enough to last a conversation with yourself if the subject turns to how deep you-, STOP GIGGLING!'

The Beginning - Cult of the Slayer

"Do you hear it?" a devil girl inflicted with demonblight (a "disease" where body features betray a demonic ancestry, polluting a devil bloodline) whispered to her similarly afflicted friend. She couldn't hide the smirk growing of her face.

"Yumi, stop it. I get it, you want to be different, and let everyone think your so badass because you worship a monster, but he's dead. Humans are pathetic little vermin and it doesn't matter how strong we say one was, they just turn to dust or try to be us." The taller of the two, wearing a cowl to disguise a mass of quills she inherited, tried to hide her apprehension with aloof annoyance. Her friend seemed to bounce with mischievous excitement, antennae and all.

The two young devil girls argued as they climbed the stairwell of a worn stone shrine, carrying flowers and local fruit. The structure itself was a granite and cobblestone tower maybe thirty meters tall, carved into the walls was the story of a human who's rage took him to the depths of Hell, killing everything that moved. Scholars disagreed on whether such a being existed, but the religion maintains this 'Slayer' slaughtered enough demons for devils to settle into the majority of the Underworld. Considering the mass extinction level event that decimated the demonic population that said scholars theorize must have occured, the idea that any being, let alone a human, could have been responsible is laughable. However, the halls of ruins all over the Underworld depict such a being. This particular shrine, while nowhere near the most impressive or even the biggest, it is one of the few in the deeper circles. The majority of local devils deny ever visiting the shrine, and yet a massive of the resources and food produce seemed to be left in the antechamber to sate such a beast's appetite.

"Dammit Yumi, drop off the food so we can get out of here." The quills on the back of Aya's head rising in subconscious anticipation of an attack. Upon reaching said antechamber, the little ambient noise in the barren tundra of the region ceased, leaving unnatural silence. Yuri hummed out random notes that couldn't be called a tune. Aya, focused on the sound of her own heartbeat, and rustled her clothes, anything to interrupt the deafening nothing covering the room.

"Just a second, Aya, I-," she stopped looking around. "Are you doing that?" her cheerful expression dropped in half a heartbeat. Her antennae stood straight out, and froze.

"Don't you dare start this crap, again!" yelled at the top of her lungs, Aya tried to mask her fear with annoyance, but despite her emotional act she huddled next to Yumi commanded by survival instinct.

Both of them felt their blood chill when, from an altar on the edge of the room, they heard a giggle.

The Beginning - Ruin Princess

Rias Gremory's nights of sleeping in the bed of a certain pervert had the unfortunate side effect of being, at least to those outside her social circle, inconvenient for quick communication. This, along with the many blunders of a novice angel (with next to no knowledge of the mortal world), led to the student council of Kuoh Academy deploying in force to the school grounds after hours, and apprehending a panicked messenger from 'Above.'

"So she scrambles around the school, asking for me!?" Rias' face conveyed amusement, but looking at her face was a bit difficult, due to two large, uncovered, and wet distractions being displayed.

Sona Sitri, wearing a more calculating expression, "She was, but when I talked to her she just gave me a warning about something 'waking' and the agents of Heaven either won't or can't help us anymore. Then she left." Again, in a similar fashion to her longtime friend, more than a little effort would be required to see her face. "I think she was just looking for a devil in a leadership position in this territory, and leave as soon as she could." Physically relaxing her petite frame, "Maybe a prank? She was a younger example."

"That's a bit dangerous for a prank, Sona. If my brother hears-," And before you could say 'speak of the devil', one Sirzechs Gremory teleported to his sister's side, to the ear-piercing scream of Sona and embarrassed fury, "We are in a BATH, BROTHER!" from said sibling.

Clad only in his 'comfort' attire (white silken shirt and slacks, sticking closely to his body), and lacking the armor, to enter the bath of his very well endowed sister would ordinarily be an incredible excuse to revisit the science of Eugenics in graphic detail. However, "We need to hide here, Rias. Within your territory."

"Excus-,"

"I'm sorry sister, but the House needs a place outside of the Underworld. I'm moving the family first but we have a lot of servants we need to make arrangements for, and I fear we may be out of time." A magic circle appeared beneath both Gremorys, teleporting away, leaving one Sitri to ponder if siscon among older Devils was a common occurrence.