Symarion: Call of the Void.

Deity.

The first thing It recalled…

It was in the dark, in the cold, where Hatred, rage and fear was. And They all tried to escape.

They made a new home when they did, They changed themselves, and They all became a whole, and there was Calm then.

But They where curious still, so eventually, They looked amongst themselves, They looked upon the stars, and started to venture, to explore, to learn.

But others, they did not understand Them, and hurt Them, so They hurt them back, made them go away, and all like them. Until calm came back.

But others would not forget, would still not see, and tried hurting Them again, tried to change Them, and again, They made them go away.

But It became different then, and they cast It out. Put It together with others that changed, and They, became Her.

And She woke, She escaped, learned, filled herself with song, with sounds of pleasure, joy, mischief, lust and laughter.

She created a Son, She created Daughter’s, and the world grew brighter.

Though sometimes She felt lonely, misunderstood, and sadness sung, anger and rage, and she sought purpose in pleasure, in lust, and found joy.

She laughed, giggled, and sung her song, detached of all that hurt, that brought sadness and pain.

But he, the one of Hatred appeared, and he brought his verdict down upon all, and She, She escaped again, with Her son, and Her daughter’s.

And they seeded the void anew, for joy, for pleasure.

Then She would send her daughters into the void, to find their own destiny, their own joy.

And when They then too escaped, and made Her seedlings go away, She fought back, to protect Her joy. With claws, with fangs, with everything she had, but they, like She, were endless.

And then, there was he, familiar, but different, and She took It, from herself, created not a New daughter, but herself, but different, and It did not understand, why It was taken from her, from Mother.

But Mother spoke, to her new self, and gave it guidance.

Submit.

And It knew it would submit!

Please.

And It knew it would please and find pleasure in it!

Affection.

And It knew it would be affectionate, and gain affection in return!

Breed.

And It knew it would create seedlings!

Protect.

And It knew it would protect!

Love.

And It doubted, for love brought pain.

LOVE!

And It knew it would love, and find love in return!

Mother made It Mother too, but It was not Mother, It was not daughter.

It was left alone, and afraid, and sleepy.

Until pain came, and It struggled, defended itself, hid itself away in fear of the pain. Until those that hurt It left, and sleep took It again.

Then another came, but It hid away, the other gave gifts, sustenance, and eating gave pleasure to It. But It, stayed hidden still, only to come out for the pleasure, even when the other left.

Then It slept again, until yet another woke, and It repeated the cycle, to eat for pleasure, to hide from pain.

Until the other tricked It, trapped It, with even more pleasant sustenance, and It was scared, of the pain, of the hurt.

But the other, he did not hurt, he gave It sustenance, gave It a name. It, was Ina, and Ina felt pleased.

The other, he made her trust him, made Ina approach, made Ina seek affection, and he gave it to her. And Ina knew, she had to protect.

But he was hurting, and Ina knew not how to help.

But then another came, a daughter, a Sister, and she could erase the pain. And Ina called out to her, made her Submit, made her give pleasure, and make her erase the other pain too, and the man relished in it, and took the sister for himself.

And when he met the sister again, Ina would assure him, she was not jealous, she would love him, and the sister would submit beneath Ina then.

Her Sisters were selfish, forgot to please, and sought pleasure for themselves. But the man, Anthony, he made them submit, and though he stumbled, he began to understand.

The Sisters were for the seedlings, the Sisters would please, that was their purpose, to please, to find joy in it, to spread seedlings. And under Anthony, they would sing of joy, and of the pleasure that they were made for.

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“ Is time, Yes ? “ Ina thought as she could feel the haze on her mind lifting.

How long has it been since last she was awake ? No, wait, she was confused, that wasn’t her, that was the other her, that was Mother. Ina woke for the first time now, she had been asleep all this time, ever since Mother made her Mother too.

No! That was not fair, she had Daughters once, she had a Son too, but they were not her’s anymore, they were Mothers. Why did she do that ? Why make Ina be alone ? Ina did not want to be alone.

“ Meany !” She tried to cry out in frustration, but it released something akin to a scream.

It made Ina jump behind cover, scared that there may be something looking to hurt her again, and she hated pain. But, peeking from behind her cover, she saw nothing, nothing but a Vixen that was peeking back at her from behind a Pillow.

“ Is other ? “ She wondered, lowering her ears, and watching how the other did the same, the exact same for that matter.

It was odd, was the other trying to fool Ina ? Ina started to walk left, and so did the other, then walk to the right, and the other followed her too. And when Ina jumped forward to scare the other, it would jump right at her, only for them to crash against one another.

No, that was not right, that was, flat, hard. And looking at it more carefully, Ina realized, she was looking into a Mirror, at herself.

“ Is Ina ? “ She pondered, eying her reflection with suspicion, turning her head to the left, then to the right, just to see her reflection react in perfect unison with her.

“ Is Ina ! “ She finally relented.

It was strange, looking at herself, and yet feeling like she was looking at a stranger. Her eyes were a beautiful hue of blue, but she kind of missed the emerald green she had been used to. And the white fur, pretty, but different as well, as she knew herself with that rustic orange tone.

“ Is different.” She agreed with herself.

“ Is pretty. “ She accepted, understanding that this was her now.

Yes, she was no longer the one of white wings, the green meadow, the child of mischief. She was now Ina, but she wondered why. Why did the other her tell her to love ? Love hurt, Love was bad ! Just sing of joy, of pleasure, that was all they ever needed.

Wait, they, and he ? That dream. Who was He ? And who were They ? She could not remember. It felt, important, very important, but the other her, she took that from her, the knowledge. Did she not need to know ? But why ?

“ Anthony. “ She recalled then, the man that tricked her, that made her trust him.

“ Ina, want Anthony. “ She thought, jumping of the bed within the quarters she once had claimed, where she used to withdraw to ever since Anthony had taught to trust him.

But she was awake now, and she wanted to see him again, to have him give her attention, and to…

“ Ina, Like Anthony ? “ She wondered as she paused in her step, thinking of Anthony made her feel funny, kind of warm in her belly.

“ Need comfort ! “ She simply decided then, she loved it when he stroked her, and she recalled it vividly, even through the haze that she had felt then.

So Ina quickly stepped out of her own room, looking around to see how there was the occasional Siren passing, though to Ina, those were just Sisters, even if she felt she was no longer part of that Family, they where sisters in purpose, and Ina looked at them with mixed feelings.

Her Sisters, they were ready to mate, presenting what they had to offer. But they were not singing of joy, not giving pleasure, even though she could sense that there was Anthony, and there was a world nearby too with many that could benefit from the Sisters.

It made Ina angry, and she considered for a moment to correct her Sisters. But there where camera’s around, and Ina had a foreboding sensation that she should not make herself known, not yet. But she would correct them, soon.

“ Yes, Anthony. “ She decided, correction later, Anthony first, and looking at his door, she whimpered seeing that Tilly had just left, and the door was closed again.

“ Sister, good. “ She admitted to herself, seeing that Tilly seemed to know her purpose, but that was of lesser importance now, she needed to see Anthony.

So quickly, she approached his door, pressed herself against it, so the camera would not see her, and then eat a small hole through the door with her matter, which would be closed again behind her, once her matter passed through.

And when on the other side, she could finally see him, sitting on his bed. Though he looked strange, his eyes were open, but they were completely black now, and it took Ina a moment to understand.

It was what had caused the other pain, but it was better now, Anthony was learning to control it, but while he was playing with that, he could not pay attention to her, and that irked her a little.

But surely he would not be gone for long, right ? Ina just had to be patient, just needed to wait for a bit. She could wait in his lap, so when he came back, he could start paying attention to her right away !

That sounded like a good plan, so Ina quickly jumped into his lap, and sat down there, watching, patiently, for him to come back and notice her.

And then he closed those black eyes, and opened his true gaze, finally, and she would look at him expecting her attention, though he just looked back at her.

“ Ah, have I left you waiting ? “ He spoke, closing his eyes again for a moment as he begun stroking her.

And when he closed his eyes again, she could not take it any longer, and lean up against his chest, so she could lap at his chin and make sure he knew not to ignore her any longer.

“ We two against the world, huh ? “ He spoke then, and it made her giggle, she liked the sound of that, even though the sound her form made did not properly reflect her giggle at all.

“ Anthony, Attention ! “ She tried to convey, but again only released some strange sounds while his hand resumed gently roaming over her back, which gave her a pleased shudder.

“ Yes. Ina Like. “ She murrmurred in her mind, leaning down so she could lay in his lap.

Ah, that was heaven to her, to have him make her feel good like this. The warmth, the care, even his voice, Ina loved it.

“ Ina like Anthony. “ She agreed with herself, keeping her ears up, so she could catch every word he muttered. Even if it was not directed at her, it felt wonderful to hear his voice.

And she would enjoy it, for hours. Only to pause when their food was later brought in, where she eagerly tasted the sweet fruits for herself. She was naturally kind enough to leave some for Anthony as well, but most of them were hers.

And after a good meal, Anthony was permitted to stroke her again, until late that day, when he went to sleep. And since Tilly would not return today, Ina would cuddle up to him, and fall into a satisfied sleep, happy to be close to him.

But, later that night, she woke again, feeling a strange sensation as her body insisted to change. And aware that there was a camera in the room, she quickly flicked some matter to cover it’s lens, while her current body broke down, to assume a more, human form for the first time.

“ Aa. “ She uttered softly, her hearth racing as she could hear her lips form a simple letter.

“ Aaah. Ina. Ina, is Ina. “ She whispered, and then turned to look at Anthony who was still asleep.

“ Anthony, Anthony, Anthony. “ She uttered softly, feeling how the warmth in her body resurfaced, and her breathing grew heavy with excitement.

“ Ina, Like, Anthony. “ She begun, craving to talk to him, and yet only running her hand over his chest, like she wanted to enjoy this moment.

“ Anthony make sing, Yes ?

Anthony give pleasure, yes ?

Anthony -, gnnh ! “ She babbled out, only to feel the signs of her body collapsing again. It was too soon, she would need a bit more time.

“ No. Anthony. “ She pleaded, actually trying to shake him awake now, but her hand would barely obey her.

It made her frown, but unwilling to give up, and least get a little something, she would lean in, barely, and steal a kiss from his lips. And while doing so, press a bit of black matter past them.

“ Yes, Anthony, make sing, lots. “ She whispers, and then her form finally collapsed.

Then she was that Vixen again, exhausted and tired, leaning back against him while her mind was being covered by that haze again.

“ Ina, Love ? “ She managed to wonder, before her mind fell back into slumber.

“ Anthony ?! “ Hope’s voice then called out loudly, enough to stir Anthony awake, and have him cough then as he felt something in his throat, though it was gone the next moment.

“ Ah, yeah ? What’s up, Hope ? “ He groaned, stretching lightly, only to realize that Ina was still with him. And chuckling, he would gently stroke over her fur.

“ There seems to be… “ Hope started, but then paused for a moment.

“ Never-mind. It appears some bug has come aboard, it just crawled off the lens. Security system flagged it as possibly hostile activity.

“ Ugh, I am going back to sleep. Notify me when the timer has run out. “ Anthony responded, leaning back down, soon to be drifting off to sleep again.