The Veritas Chapter 9; Temperance

Hog-tied and bound, Demon Lord Gluttony was at the end of its rope. Battered, beaten and thoroughly mutilated to the point of nearly being maimed by the elements, it sat stuck in the trench of its own doing and undoing, unable to shake or break free. The more it moved, the more it was wedged into place, and the more severely it was struck by another assault, of which were gradually increasing in intensity and were no longer negligible. Its one-track mind had gotten the best of it, and now it was stuck and strung up by the loins, tongue and limbs. It could not even speak, but made a variety of squeals and sloppy noises that seemed something like a language all its own, overflowing with juices that poured out from every orifice. In pain, for once, from all that was tormenting it instead of shirking off the pain and shaving it away as it did with its fat, Demon Lord Gluttony went through severe stimulation to the point where the actual pain was felt beyond the pleasures of indulgence -- beyond masochism or sadism would allow for pleasantries; the limit of pleasurable stimulation.

Stuck in between life and death, pain and pleasure and many other sensations in between, Demon Lord Gluttony no longer could focus on a single intention, which also overwhelmed it to the point of destabilization and dysfunction in its own system. It was hungry. Still hungry. Its only source of food was poisonous, hazardous, toxic, dangerous and destructive. It would starve, yet, it also still desired to eat more of what it already knew was inevitably trying to kill it and destroy it from the inside out. The water in its body -- natural and extraneous -- began to evaporate when pressures of the heat of the lightning continued to strike where Demon Lord Gluttony was weakest. Smoke poured out of its mouth as the well of water within dried, shriveling its body. Blood and fires from within sprayed out from all the internal damage and all the collective waste slowly burning away and being destroyed. Every moment of life was painful for Demon Lord Gluttony every moment it lived, even when revived. Its only solace was the motionlessness of death, where it no longer desired to eat uncontrollably nor consume what was destructive or blatantly hazardous and beyond its intelligence to make a distinction between in terms of hazard and benefit.

Even the grace of the warmth of the sun was too great a stimulation for it, feeling like the scorching heat of the desert when it was but a stroke or a kiss of the light. In this tumultuous overly sensitive stimulation, Demon Lord Gluttony stopped desiring to live and therefore also stopped desiring to consume. When it died again, it would not be revived, even if it lived again, for it no longer had will in and of itself as an entity to live, even when it was restored to the point it was right before dying (because of its intentional desire to die). Therefore, there Demon Lord Gluttony would hang, sprawled out over the land, ready to be picked apart and relinquishing the fullness of its form to the power that subdued and continued to beat it. The giant wad of flesh that remained had no life and no will. It was just a husk of dead flesh, now.

The strike of lightning flashed as bright and instantaneous as the eyes of Tao bursting open at the sound of thunder, of which her motion mocked in its own booming force. Getting a whiff of the trail that tingled her nose, the sensations surged through her body that was nothing more than the very atmosphere; the wind, itself. She shot forward with an explosive haste, and the thunderous roar of she and her brother's power shook the entire land. In one swift motion, Tao 'Bolted' to the next location marked by the lightning bolt.

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Underground, there were many roots branching out, stretching toward every end of the earth, since nothing underground had been touched at all by any Demon Lord, and technically all of the underground was free land. The roots of the trees had already stretched out in secret because of the initial rooting of Lord Charity and the House, so now the trees were fortified and the terrain was snatched from right under the Demon Lord's nose, literally completely underground. With full control of the land underground, Lord Charity secured himself and began to quake it lightly to tenderize the land and make it soft, something like Sloth's own body. The undulations of the seismic waves were so subtle, they could not be told, but they were constant, which meant that particle at a time, the land was breaking up into a fine grain from underground, slowly sifting to the top and making the land weak.

As the dead carcass of Gluttony decided to consciously end its own life, Thanytoz locked his mind in place at that point and sealed his Third Eye, keeping the Demon Lord from being able to wake itself up and regain consciousness again after the last time it lost it, even if desired in its past life when it was awake. Now, the rotting hunk of flesh was completely worthless. "Discard," The Grimnyzmal commanded to the systematic functions working in the background of the Veritas, that the hunk of junk be hurled off to the side and down the mountain at top speed, if not completely obliterated on contact.

Meanwhile, Thanytoz, himself, crept back into the shadows of the others that were already in motion, moving ahead along with them once the meatsack was essentially used up to the fullness of its usefulness and capacity -- drained of its Lifeblood.

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Afterward, more layers of thick trees separate from the initial sprouted up in the same fashion, creating a border for the border, and after that, a barrier for the border, and after that, a layer over the barrier, and even further and further, adding more to the barricade. Even if it did not completely stop the Demon Lord, in the same way that Sloth could not permeate the boundary set up by Lord Humility with his power over the waters, Demon Lord Sloth would not be able to permeate the physical barriers made by Lord Charity in surplus, one on top of the other.

As more were made, they would begin to push at the Demon Lord, scraping it up as much as possible whilst also forcing it away the more trees were sprouted from the land. The fortress of forests also made a camouflage for the clean land due to the sudden sprouting of numerous life that could not be overlooked nor forced through, and instead made it more difficult to tell where the clean land even was.

When Demon Lord Gluttony and all its attachments were isolated to a point and secured, completely lifted from the area and scraped up in all its excess excrement, it was all bound together and detached from whatever part of Lord Charity was touching it, letting it be consumed whilst new parts were regrown in surplus.

Lord Charity continued to maneuver in this manner both underground and above ground branching out both roots and stems over the land that was clean and cleared of all of the pollution and waste that Gluttony created when it was attached to Sloth and Greed. Eventually, the Grand Panda would establish an ecosystem that was conducive to the thriving life of the Veritas and its energetic perpetuity. "Keep That Thing Away From Me," ]The Grand Panda spake unto his brethren as he passed by.

"No Problem," A voice rang out of the parting of the clouds with the clearing of the sun. The once soft and pleasant rays of the gentle sunlight touching Demon Lord Gluttony's flesh would spontaneously intensify from its docile state exponentially as more Sun was revealed in the sky once the storm passed. A glaring malicious focus like that of a magnifying glass with an eye gazing down with intent to destroy an ant ignited a spark upon the tender meat of the freshly lifeless corpse. Its blood began to boil, all of the toxins being heated up and burnt away more swiftly than their time in an exponentially increasing manner. The entire hunk of raw meat had now spontaneously combust. "Out Of Sight, Out Of Mind." The Voice that could be heard radiating with the light of the Sun was none other than Lord Patience, who had become powerful enough once again as a Spirit and as a Light to become unified with the radiations of the Sun, itself, once there was direct exposure to it.

The glaring focus of the sun on Demon Lord Gluttony, roasting out the juices and toxins -- like bacon and its grease -- would soon bear a Drought upon its very existence by drying out its blood when all its chemicals were used up premature due to exposure to heat that caused them to react for an extended period of time. Whatever sorts of things living inside of Demon Lord Gluttony unknown to Gluttony because of what it had eaten and allow to live inside of its body -- such as parasitic organisms and viral bacteria --would be dried out through the Drought and the Famine that was induced upon them by the dying corpse being dried out of its resources more swiftly than normal. It would not even be able to rot so that the meat could tenderize for the parasitic organisms to live in and pick from when they were large enough and when the meat was easy enough for them to tear at a smaller scale. All life should have been wiped out and the body burnt to a char, only to completely be burnt up to ash at the end when the internal organs were dried out instead of rotting, as well. "Would You Like Fries With That?"

"Aight," Tsao would say in response to Primordius, rubbing the palm of his hands together with a nice charge to them as he built up energy. "Ay Yo Homies," he continued placing his hands up to his mouth and shouting outward, the projection of his voice booming like a billowing cloud filled with static electricity, "Hurl That Piece Of Shit At Ole Girl Over There." With a snap of his neck and his finger simultaneously, a thin but swift thread of electricity like a bolt of lightning whipped over the Field and toward the 'South Gate,' where 'Demon Lord Lust' was already spotted attempting to escape. The static cling that the bolt was attracted to would trace her movements based on prior polarities that were set in her motives by her thought pattern. The automatic attraction would also ensure it a target point for a bolt of lightning from above that could be visibly seen by the rest of the party so that the Target's location could be Smited from overhead and the area be stunned for the coming impact of what would be like a flaming meteor hitting and causing them to go extinct.

Attached to the static cling of the bolt of lightning was an intricate network of intersecting bolts clinging in reverse via the vacuum and threading themselves around Demon Lord Gluttony's carcass like a net, careful also not to touch it and potentially recharge the dead mass by muscle memory. The suspension was maintained by the barrier between the fire that lit it and the magnetism contracting around the heat. They would be drawn as a unit toward wherever Demon Lord Lust was going in a parabola type fashion with an arc already equated through the distance and velocity of the bolt at the time, ensuring that both strikes of different speeds were capable of striking simultaneously in the exact same location at the exact same time.

"I'll Catch Up With Ya," he said after that, trailing behind the Lord Father with a static cling, leaving everyone to do as they would in order to get the task accomplished further should anything go wrong and also inviting them to follow whenever they were ready.