Violet was very excited as she stood upon the wooden floor - in nothing but her socks - with a brand new kanabo held leisurely to rest upon her right shoulder. Her left hand gently caresses the metal body of the weapon; her fingers gently caressing each and every ‘spike’ upon the cold metallic body. Though it was a metal one couldn’t recognise she didn’t care about such petty details.
She was happy.
After all this was her very own [Personal Dharma Treasure]; something she had been lacking for a very long time at this point.
It has a simple form that suited her quite well - looping at the base of the handle that would have a green material encasing the handle. This material makes for a soft grip and lets her hands sink in nicely while somehow helping maintain a great grip and preventing it from suddenly flying from her hands when she swung it about. The entire weapon itself had nine faces - something that was true on the ring as well - which Violet could only think was a hint to it’s demonic nature with the 9 sins that create and feed demons.
Wrath, pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, sloth, ignorance and knowledge.
Demon gods were above such labels of course but spreading the sins was always a task that needed to be done to ensure the maintenance of the {Demon Realm}. Though, that was a simple task that doesn’t even require anything beyond a {Demon Lord} most of the time - though the {Mortal Realm} often believes {Demon Lords} were the peak of what demon’s could appear only below {Demon Gods} (and herself).
Of course, they were only a rank 3 existence out of 9 ranks in the demon realm though the highest was reserved for only her and {Demons Gods} being rank 8. {Demon Lords} in comparison to human society are those that are in charge of cities and such which is a tiny part of the {Demon Realm} but even those require sacrifice on the level of a city for the humans to summon.
A sacrifice they were often willing to make especially for the truly strong {Demon Lords} who cultivated as well as having their natural advantages.
Truly shows how pathetic the {Mortal Realm} truly is and how conceited they had to be to believe that the Demons wanted to take over their realm… Something that the demons were fine with considering it’s just more [Sin] to feed off! Though unimportant demons - like many {Demon Lords} - don’t understand this and truly believe there is some benefit in taking over other realms that haven’t been specifically designed to let them thrive.
Violet didn’t care - they could succeed by themselves after all.
The Kanabo in Violet’s hands meanwhile was of course ‘spiked’ though how sharp they were was somewhat unimportant. They were just made to make things easier to smash, not necessarily puncture flesh. Columns of spikes were placed in such a fashion that there were none directly beside each other (whether above or below or on the sides) to ensure they were reasonably spaced and not too over the top. As for the top of the weapon - instead of being flat it would have a short nonagon based pyramid making a small spike on the top for more bone crunching thrust action.
The material it was made off was of course metal and heavier than a grown man. The metal itself was a dark violet (almost blakc) with a white gleam making it appear very beautiful. And although it wasn’t too big at current - still taller than herself - it would continue to grow along with her.
That’s what it meant to have a [Personal Dharma Treasure].
A treasure that was created from and grows with its owner - automatically becoming soulbound and coming in many forms. Truly it may not even be a weapon and there were also other things considered [Dharma Treasures] such as [Flame Spirits], [Dragon Scales] and [Spirit Vessels].
The only true definition for a [Dharma Treasure] is ‘a treasure of at least sky rank that suddenly comes into existence’ and [Natural Dharma Treasures] were treasures that come from the bounty of nature. [Bloodline Dharma Treasures] are things that come inherent to a species and some even have enough to have just their existence to be claimed as a [Dharma Treasure] - though those tend to be the ancient bloodlines like the [Oni], [Phoenix] and of course [Dragons].
Of course, those types of treasures were mostly used and thus decided upon by the {Mortal Races}. The very same races who seemed to have an obsession with carving up every other race (and sometimes themselves) to make into pills and weapons.
“Now, let’s see what that new toy of yours can do!” <Ebony>
Across from the Violet who was fawning on her ‘new toy’ was Ebony who had a far simpler designed Kanabo - holding it in her right hand with the base resting on the floor. An excited smile on her face - excited at the chance to fight her daughter (although they constantly did so over the years). She didn’t even wait for Violet to make a move as you would expect the more experienced individual to do - instead she erupted off the floor and swung the club towards the side of Violet’s knee.
Violet wouldn’t be too used to being the one lacking in strength and it had been eons since she’d used a weapon but she wasn’t a genius in war for nothing!
Knowing she couldn’t take Ebony head on in a competition of strength she concluded she didn’t need to. Shifting her weight backwards to her own right - allowing her to have her right shoulder pointing towards her Mommy - she quickly brought down her club with all her power to meet Ebony’s own club. Not to overpower but redirect it into the ground rather than her legs.
The metal ‘dong’ of the clubs hitting against one another was only shadowed by the sound of Ebony’s Kanabo impacting the wooden floor - having it explode into a series of wooden splinters and causing her to overreach due to the unexpected redirection of her attack.
Violet quickly attempted to capitalize - keeping her club on Ebony’s while letting her body weight fully fall onto the club. She lifted her right foot while leaning into the left so she could shoot out her curled up leg right into Ebony’s abdomen. Unfortunately for Violet she still appeared to not be used to her new body as her foot barely made any impact due to not being long enough to properly dig into Ebony flesh.
“Still too young to one up this Oni my little princess~!” <Ebony>
Ebony however was more than ready to take advantage of this as she gripped Violet’s outstretched leg by the shin. Then, in one fluid movement lifted her up over her head like a rag doll before throwing Violet down into the ground - this caused Violet to lose the contents of her mouth as well as her lungs - while Violet bounced across the floor.
Of course, this was just the start as Ebony followed up by letting the momentum of the backward throw help her pivot on her left foot. Bringing her metal club over her head with a vicious smile on her face only to swing it back down towards Violet - letting the momentum continue to carry her till facing the girl.
All In order to show her what punishment looks like.
The only thing Violet could do was move her new [Personal Dharma Treasure] in front of herself to prevent her insides from becoming outsides - still this couldn’t be considered a win as the floor exploded under her. The broken wood would’ve shredded her clothes if they weren’t as high quality as they were but luckily for Violet, Ebony only gave her the best of the best.
Though, Violet still had one huge problem…
How will she get out the floor?
As if to answer that question, Ebony seemed to have an idea and that idea involved burying her deeper. Holding her club in two hands as intent filled her weapon then body and Violet knew exactly what this meant.
A weapon art.
“[Rampage]~!” <Ebony>
Answering that call Ebony pounded on Violet - from the left to the right then the left. Over and over, giving a constant stream of powerful blows that only seemed to get stronger and faster the more blows she gave. Violet felt the bones in her hands (one holding the handle and the other pressing against the body of her weapon) becoming more plentiful in number as the powerful vibrations from the blows only riled up her insides more and more.
This was truly an art fitting for an Oni but Violet didn’t exactly have time to think about this unless she wanted her insides to become gello… That did make her hungry but she put that off for now.
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