A Deal Among Spirits

It was the crack of dawn, as the sun slowly crept out of the distant horizon, the gleam of the radiant rays caught Shen's bitchblack murky eyes. The old spirit inhaled the cold early morning air, as he lounged in a lavish open courtyard in a tea and pleasure house nestled in a dark corner of the Devil Moon district. Taking a careful measured sip from his cup of exquisite green tea. Taking in the natural beauties and simple pleasures that was deprived of him for a millenial.

He savored the green tea's smooth earthy body and dancing flowery nodes of scented jasmine and fuschia, lost in the whimsy.

"Ho hum! What a lovely morning for a cup of tea!" Shen musing to himself. "Lovelier still when the cantankerous younglings have been quieted! Allowing this poor old spirit a moment of reprieve! Heheheh." Croaking a rough chuckle out of his metalic deathmask, glaring around the vicinity littered in the bodies of yokai riffraff, a testament of his handiwork.

As he graceully poured himself another cup and prepared to press his lips for another auspicious drink, the front door of the establishment was slammed open, and Shen turned his attention and ire towards the interloper.

He raised the volume of his voice to an authoritative roar. "WHO DARES TO DISTURB THE TEA DRINKING AND DISPOIL THE PLEASANT MORNING OF THIS MOST HUMBLE AND PEACEFUL SAGE! Eyes almost blazing with a dark fire, cracks appearing on his metallic deathmask, barely maintaining the monk guise,

And before him stood the visage of a tiny kitsune girl, barely as tall as the door handles and dressed in strange mortal world yet formal black business regalia, suite, tie and all.

The little creature fidgetted and adjusted her tie and inner waistcoat, returning the monk's roar with her own high pitch squeal, "Oh there you are, I finally found ya!" She quickly scampered through the tea house floor, around the piles of bodies beelining to the table Shen was sitting at.

She reached with both of her squirrel like hands grabbing at Shen's robe sleeves for a handshake all the while cheerfully chirping, "HIYA! I am Kyo-"

Such disrespect and insolence was quickly met with shadowy abyssal tendrils, impaling the little creature's torso and throat and ending its miserable life. Shen retracted his spines that were a part of his black ichorous true form hidden underneath the layers of monk robes and vestments and let the creature's body plob on the wooden floor.

Shen signed and remaked, "the recklessness of the youth these days... They have no respect for their elders..." before Shen turned his head towards his tea. Another small creature crept behind him and continued the jovial enthusiastic peeping. "-As I was saying, my name is White Tail-Crimson Eyes Kyomi! Nice to meetya!~" Shen's eyes grew wide open, black smoking pouring out from the sockets, twisting his head in an inhuman manner towards the little nuisance and ordained another punitive roar. "FALL DEAD TINY INSECT!" The second creature became a mist of flesh as hundreds of the tendrils bursted forth from Shen's true body, rupturing the little girl's flesh in extreme prejudice.

It was futile, as quickly as Shen culled and dispatched the bodies, all of which were smartly dressed in little black buiness suits, another one would quickly take their place, continuing their value proposition and pitch.

"Word from the negative karma spirit grapevine say you're an ancient EVIL that was SEALED for a thousand years! Imma a HUGE fan of your WORK and also another universal soverign spirit-" One body would say before being grabbed, swung and smashed on a wall.

"I wana make a deal with you Mr. uh Shen was it? Or do you prefer GREAT AND ALL-POWERFUL UNSPEAKABLE EVIL?" Another body prattled on, proclaiming one of shen's older more grandiose titles in a almost mocking tone that even he hasn't heard since the very early years of his dark reign prior to the sealing. The body was bissected along the waist.

"Y-ya see Mr. Shen, I'm a minor spirit and kitsune diety who gets ALOT of worship from mortals and City Between denizens alike through these little magic mirrors-!" The body pulled out a sleek black metalic slate with a glass mirror on one side from her dress pant pockets, that shimmered with random bright moving colours and various shapes that made no sense to the cranky old pissed off spirit, blaring an obnoxious noise, a high pitched screeching sound similar to the noise produced by the creatures that are currently plaguing him. She waved the abominable device in his face before her head was ripped off from the base of the neck and was swiftly tossed aside.

Shen tasted the cup of tea, and it became cold, which infuriated him even more, more cracks creeped on his mask and the hidden form underneath his guise began to unravel.

"-I throw these daily performances and silly rituals! They watch me through these mirrors and I recieve their worship and aura!" The follow up body continued without missing a beat and was promptly ripped apart limb from limb.

"So bottomline, I offer to summoner fuse a fragment of my spirit with your YOURS! You recieve the runoff aura from all the scrumptious worship I get from my ritualized performances and I get to tap into some of your ancient spiritual secrets!-" What a disgusting vile idea Shen thought to himself, before skewering the body that dared utter such an dispicable proposition like a rotisserie chicken.

"SOOooooo Mr. Shen, Great Abyssal wizard-." One body was chewed out by enormous black abyssal maw and spat out in a black ichor covered lump of meshed meat. "

Dark sage of the abyssal pits! Opener of the Black Gates... ecetera, ecetera....-" Another body was folded backwards, like a sheet of cloths, snapping its spine and breaking every bone and ligament.

"What do ya say? To sweeten to the pot we can even meld RIGHT NOW-" This body simply had her necked snapped in a clean and quick death.

"-and you replenish some of your aura that I KNOW you CRAVE!" This one simply had her head smashed open as a black tendril coiled into a club swung in and caved in her skull.

At this point the bodies of these little foxgirls were piled high all around Shen threatening to blockade him in a mountain of corpses, and yet more and more bodies kept showing up, slowly making their way to his table, all grinning with that courteous sly look, always maintaining direct eye contact, their crimson beady little eyes never flinching or blinking once, even as they were being fed to a meat grinder and always with a right squirrel like hand outreached and expecting a handshake.

And in unison, all the bodies cried out. "SO MR. SHEN DO WE HAVE A DEAL?" That statement ringed out in that teahouse, agonizingly repeated over and over again in that high pitched little girl voice. Shen couldn't take it he stopped slaughtering the bodies and simply tried covered his ears with all of his might to block out the tumultuous noise.

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! YOU ANNOYING SWARM OF CICADAS! I DO NOT MAKE DEALS WITH PESTS! I EXTERMINATE THEM! I WILL DEVOUR YOUR TINY MISBEGOTTEN SPIRIT AND CLAIM YOUR POWERS AND YOUR WORSHIP AS MY OWN! Now Shen's monk guise was in complete tatters and his towering abyssal form and all of its dark splender is on full display, pouring out black smoke and flame.

He immediately grabbed one of the Kyomi bodies with his enormous shadowy claw and poured his viscuous abyssal essence into the body, as his ancient and dark spirit intermingled with Kyomi's.

For a breif moment, Shen felt that his weakened powers return to him, his aura replenishing and felt revitalized like he was a millenia younger.

But that moment was fleeting and joy and triumph quickly became a harrowing disaster, tens of thousands of news ideas, sights, sounds, conversations, experiances some heinous, some montonous, all very alien and Yama-Yudi knows what rushed into his mind and spirit along with the aura, rolling over him like a monsoon, he was absolutely overwhelmed with new sensory data, eldritch contemporary new phrases filled his mind and blocked out every one of his own thoughts, "GYATT, SKIPIDI, OHIO, RIZZLER, CUMJAR, TOTAL TAILLESS DEATH, RUPTURED MERIDIANS, CUMBRAINS, MOTES, COOKED, NO CAP, FR FR, SKILL ISSUE, MEGA IDOL KYOMI~ ALL EYES ON ME NO EYES ON YOU~, TAX FRAUD, CUCKHOLDRY, FAGGOT, NI-"

Shen felt his mind rot and curdle into soup and he recoiled in absolute disgust, pulling his oily black essence out of the Kyomi body, flinging it crashing into a far table.

"Y-YOU ARE VILE UNSPEAKABLE T-THINGS! STAY AWAY FROM ME! NEVER BLOT MY SIGHT WITH YOUR TERRIBLE VISAGE AGAIN! NEVER INFEST MY EARS, MY MIND OR MY VERY SPIRIT WITH YOUR ABOMINABLE CANCEROUS IDEAS EVER AGAIN! IF YOU DARE MY SEEK MY AUDIENCE AGAIN I SHALL MAKE IT MY DUTY FOR THE NEXT ONE THOUSAND YEARS TO PLUCK OUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUR FRAGMENTED ABOMINABLE SPIRITS AND CAST THEM INTO THE ABYSSAL PITS FOR THE LORDS TO DEVOUR OVER AND OVER AGAIN!" Shen bellowed in preverse indignition, before flying off in a cloud of smoke disappearing into the shadowed nooks and crevices.

One of the Kyomis sighed heavily, her grinning enthusiatic face turned sour and distrought. "Oh man! I worked really hard on my pitch too! I even prepared a 1 hour powerpoint presentation! Fuck my life! Why is making friends and allies SO FUCKING HARD?" The Kyomi whined and pulled on her head and ear fur in fustration, as she and her other bodies rendezvoused with the clean up crew to recover all the dead bodies.

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Pub: 30 Mar 2025 03:41 UTC

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