Location – Upon the Long Bridge, also known as a City Upon a Bridge -
Two forces met each other as a tide of purple crashed against a sea of red and black armoured soldiers.
Both sides crashed against each other like the sea meeting the ancestral castle of House Baratheon (Storm's End). At the centre of the purple tide was a hemorprah with both female and male body parts sewn into its own body, roaring as blades larger than the average man swung with unstoppable force, cleaving the tiger soldiers to pieces as harpies, half-woman and half-bird, flew downwards, picking men and women alike and flinging them into the sea under the bridge.
On the opposite side were the angels of R'hllor swinging their swords as fire and light cut purple-coloured slaves apart. The angels roared as some, wielding bows, shot arrows of pure light into the purple tide. Each arrow landing in the tide exploded with light as the surrounding heretics of purple exploded with blood and gore, washing over their comrades.
The maniacs, instead of being scared, yelled in excitement at their comrades' blood and flesh being thrown upon them.
The soldiers — or more like slaves of the tiger party, forcibly conscripted to fight against the heretics of the pleasure cults — were terrified. Daemons of purple with tongues longer than some of their arms wielded blades with which they carved into people as if they were canvases.
The daemons twirled in the battle like it was a show to be enjoyed. Each turn of the daemons' arms sliced a slave down as beasts with six legs ran between the fighting crowds, munching on any that fell.
At the rear of the constant battle over the bridge was a hurriedly constructed command centre, where the heads of the tiger family and R'hllor's holy army talked.
"Benerro, the front is falling apart! Those daemons are constantly attacking! We've been pushed to this god-forsaken island!" Maegyr yelled as the runners from the front lines reported the daemons' constant assault.
"Malaquo. Please, our god has a plan, and we must believe in him," High Priest Benerro replied in a confident tone.
"Oh, please. Your god left us after the angels arrived and hasn't been here since. He's a coward, sending those below him to die whilst he sits wherever that bastard is." At first, Benerro could handle Maegyr's constant insults, yet when the man insulted R'hllor, Benerro turned visibly red as he spat out words that cut Maegyr deep.
"Hold your tone, Maegyr. I get your wife and child were skinned alive, but that gives you no position to insult our god, who is battling those daemons!"
With the final comment about Maegyr's wife and child, the feared commander and leader of the tiger party fell silent as, from beyond the tent, the sound of steel against steel rang outwards.
Benerro turned to the entrance of the hastily constructed command centre to see a daemon staring at both of them.
The daemon, covered in light pink and dark purple spots, stood with blood dripping from its blade-like arms, whilst its tongue circled around its face like a maw with rows upon rows of teeth gleaming at both men.
The daemon spoke, its voice honeyed and silvery, like a peaceful yet lustful melody filling both men's ears.
"Come… step closer, sweet mortal. Yes—into the embrace of My Divine Ecstasy, for She welcomes all who dare to dream. Every secret craving you bury, every trembling desire you fear to name… She knows them. She delights in them.
Open yourself, and she will open the world. This city, this realm, every beating heart—She yearns to taste them all, to guide them into an eternity where pleasure coils with torment, where rapture never ends.
Do not resist. Let yourself be unmade… and remade in Her perfect bliss."
Benerro listened to the daemon for but a second until a golden heart ablaze was pulled from his robes, and he pushed the representation of his god directly at the daemon. The daemon, for but a second, looked at the heart within Benerro's hand before a blood-curdling scream erupted from it, turning it to dust.
As quickly as the daemon turned to dust, the priest turned to see Maegyr collapsed on the floor as his skin turned from its tanned white to a light and dark mix of pink.
Benerro quickly hurried over to Maegyr as the commander started to convulse, his body arching upwards towards the ceiling. Benerro watched the scene as, from his robes, came a bottle of mysterious liquid, and he poured the full contents onto Maegyr.
Almost immediately, Maegyr stopped convulsing, and the pink and purple splotches started receding as his original tanned skin returned.
Maegyr breathed heavily as he grasped Benerro's arm and spoke with a quivering voice.
"Wh-What was that, Benerro?"
Benerro looked at Maegyr as the commander and lord of the tiger party tried to stand.
"Maegyr, that was a whisperer; they whisper your desires. Each person hears a different thing. And that liquid I poured onto you was the blood of those angels sent by our god."
Maegyr stood quivering as his legs started to steel themselves, but suddenly a realisation hit him as he ran. His legs, still partially limp, made him fall as Benerro walked and helped him, placing his arm around his shoulder.
Maegyr looked at Benerro as he hastily spoke, "The front line… there's no way a daemon could get into the centre of the camp without the front collapsing!"
Benerro looked at Maegyr as both made their way to the entrance of the command centre to see fire. It wasn't red and orange fire but purple fire manifesting as a tear in reality, rivalling the walls of the innermost part of Volantis, spitting daemons of purple and pink.
Abominations with six arms and peacock-like tails made from flesh and smaller daemons with harpies sang in joy as angels of R'hllor were torn apart or devoured whole.
Benerro, under his breath, let out a small prayer, "May R'hllor be with us, Maegyr."
Location – Centre of the Temple of Pleasure within Volantis
The once-magnificent walls of Volantis bore scars as pink tentacles slithered over the black stone, and harpies picked men from the front and brought them back to their nests of decadence to be feasted upon.
At a temple of R'hllor stood a being, half-man and half-woman, its eyes blocked by a face of gold and white silver, as two arms protruding from its back made the giant of a thing stand out from the rest of Slaanesh's followers.
It held a spear in one hand and a tiny shield compared to its body in the other, as its hoofed dark purple legs made some surrounding the being let out howls of excitement as it moved to the centre of the inner Volantis—the centrepiece where it could see a courtyard of daemons and followers chanting and enjoying the gifts of her god.
Shalaxi stood with enjoyment, seeing another world begin falling to her god as she remembered her mission.
Location – The Palace of Pleasure
Towering spears and sharp tentacles of bone protruded to the sky of ever-changing colours as a roar of excitement made the palace of pink and purple stone shake. On a long chair or daybed lay a woman or man with an ever-changing form.
At first glance, she appeared as a woman whose beauty could make a thousand men fall to their knees—an elegance so intense it radiated a primal, irresistible allure. In the next heartbeat, she shifted into a man with chiselled features and sculpted strength, exuding both power and inviting warmth. And then, with another subtle twist of form, she became something in between—an androgynous being who carried the combined grace and unsettling magnificence of every gender at once, both the most breathtaking traits and the most unnerving.
At the bottom of the bed kneeled Shalaxi as cages hung from the ceiling, letting out howls as harpies and daemons of all shapes made the captives scream in pain and pleasure as if it were a choir.
The being on the long chair looked upon Shalaxi, and instinctively the greater daemon felt all sorts of emotions and pleasures, from the simple pain of a prickle on her finger to her skin being peeled and eaten in front of her. All sorts of visions and sensations sent quivers through the daemon as a voice alluring and beautiful yet disgusting and horrible rang outwards in the palace.
"Shalaxi… my exquisite daughter," the voice cooed, each word rippling with silken delight. "I have discovered something most intriguing. Gather a clutch of my Daemonettes and Infernals. Seek out this mortal man… and bring him to Me."
Within Shalaxi's head, the vivid face of Nazareth appeared as the voice changed to a rough and oily tone instead.
"I want him. Such a fascinating little spark… Bring him to Me. Do this, and the delights I bestow upon you will sate you for lifetimes beyond counting. Your every craving answered… your every whispering hunger indulged."
With the end of the being's words, Shalaxi shouted with evident exhilaration at this new hunt for this man.
"It will be done, my Dark Prince!"
An echo of laughter escaped the Prince as Shalaxi stopped reliving the meeting with her god. She began going over where the man was and organised for the hunt to begin. The feeling of returning this man to her god made something within her twirl as anticipation for her god's reward made her release a quick giggle, which disturbed yet made the surrounding daemons burn with eagerness.
Shalaxi looked at the gathered daemons; over twenty thousand made it through the rift before the materium forced the portal to slow. Each daemon had hundreds, if not thousands, of years of experience as all began chanting for the hunt to begin—for their god to be pleased, for their desires to become true.
"My brothers… my sisters… my lovers and delightful defilers!" Shalaxi's voice thundered across the host, rich with rapture and fury. "Today, we march west! Our Divine Majesty demands his head—yet She covets far more than flesh. She desires his body, his essence, his soul.
Today, we strive to seize what is Hers by right! Today, we spill across this realm and claim this world in the name of Slaanesh!"
Roars escaped the crowd as slaves and daemons alike chanted as they began making their way to the gate of Volantis to march to the city of Luminar.
(AN: Hi guys, hope you liked this chapter. I had a great birthday, and yeah, hope you liked it. See you guys next time BBBBBYYYYEEEE!)