Skinned and Dried

𝗔𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗣𝗢𝗩

as I finished laughing like the soon-to-be maniac I was, I suddenly felt unimaginable pain as my skin was ripped from my body and the blood was pulled from my veins. I could only think 'what' before my black blood surrounded me along with my flesh wrapping around me making my body submerged in my blood all I am now is muscle bones and organs all of which stopped working. (he doesn't need them to live anyway) after all of that was done I noticed something. I was frozen well my body was, my mind was still active proven by my madness and soul perception spreading allowing me to see becoming more and more clearer the longer I used it even though everything had happened in an instant.

Suddenly I felt a jolt as I was snatched up by one of the being's hands then it spoke and sounded surprisingly sorry.

"Sorry about that Asura." it sounded bashful as if it was genuinely sorry for the pain it caused me. "but I want you to have some lore, oh and don't worry about your body it'll wake up during the first bout of madness." it paused for a moment as if it was thinking of what it should say." until then focus on your mental aspects." and with that, I was covered in bright light and sent to what I could instinctively tell was the void instantly I spread my 𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀; across reality searching for even the tiniest form of life but after finding none, I decided to keep my madness spread at a much lower level than before to make sure chaos didn't become insane whenever it chose to appear.

I then set a mental timer and alarm to sound when Chaos appears and to know how much time had passed, following the being's tip, I decided to meditate to understand myself and my abilities, which was as difficult as I thought it would be because of my conceptual nature of 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 and 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 calm didn't come to me easily even though I learned to ignore most of it while I was in the realm of the being, ignoring it and being calm were very different things.𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 was always whispering in my ear telling me that Chaos could come and obliterate me in an instant even though I knew that couldn't possibly happen not now not ever, but that was when 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 came in making me more susceptible to 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿'𝘀 raving's making them easier to imagine as it played in my mind on repeat, but eventually the callings ceased not because I overcame my 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 or I finally silenced my 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 no, they stopped because I accepted them

I would always be 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗳𝘂𝗹 just as I would forever be 𝗺𝗮𝗱 but they would never rule me.

after I accepted myself entirely I was able to enter my mental realm.

𝟯𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗢𝗩

When Asura entered his mental realm, his 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 had changed it was more...vibrant now that Asura accepted himself the 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 and 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 had eased and were far less erratic but still felt as if it should do something to help its progenitor and so the clowns were made ready to serve their master for eternity the clowns eternally loyal and linked to asura were even able to see his memories (ones that are deemed unimportant by asura) and something caught their sight it was a gothic castle; seeing this they knew it would please their master once he awoke and began using 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 to infect reality and shape it to their creator's design.

𝗔𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗣𝗢𝗩

As soon as I entered my mental realm, I felt a change in my 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 and 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 it wasn't yelling at me now it, was more like suggestions of who and what to be paranoid of in the future it also seemed like I had unconsciously created the clowns but I brushed that off to begin the exploration and understanding of my power but first I had to change my mental space up a bit since it had nothing in it except 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 and 𝗳𝗲𝗮𝗿 it was very plain so I created burning earth that had everything normal earth would have it was just hellish and completely devoid of intelligent life(humans don't exist here but animals and plants do) after creating the burning earth, I then decided to feel my body and noticed something in my throat.

'Vajra' my mind supplied and eager to test this out I regurgitated Vajra, aimed it at a mountain, and fired a low-power beam destroying not only the mountain but the entire planet which instantly rebuilt itself humming; in acknowledgment of my power I continued blasting every time I annihilated the world I would lower my power output by quite a large margin until the 20th try where I finally obliterated just the mountain pleased with my progress I tried something else with vajra completely throwing it up and catching the weapon I willed it to elongate it followed my order turning into a double-sided spear after doing a few swings and thrust which obliterated the world a few times before I reigned my strength in again then I swallowed Vajra deciding that I would practice spear-wielding after I mastered my magic and fire.

Fire came effortlessly to me it only took five months for me to master all the things it could do after that it was straight to magic which also came to me smoothly it was just more focused if I used hand signs so I came up with a channel I used naruto and Buddhists hand signs.

after that, there were two more things I wanted to test out number one: Black blood, and number two: how my madness would affect reality I chose to test my Black blood first by spitting Vajra, out shifting it into spear form, cutting open my wrist making sure to stop my healing and watched the blood flow down my arm mesmerized for a moment before getting back on the task I tried to manipulate the blood by will alone no 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 and after a few moments it responded forming into a black broad sword once I was satisfied with my blood I started to test my 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 the creation aspect of it specifically; seeing the clowns infect reality with 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 to make stone to build my castle had me thinking of even more ways it could be used in my specific brand of creation after giving it some thought I decided to watch the plants and animals that were already on burning earth they were what you would expect from things created by the progenitor of 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 from the relatively normal black bears that were 20 times bigger than usual to things that would give outergods a run for there money in the looks department.

After wandering the planet for a week and studying my creations, I concluded that I could make anything I wanted it would just be extremely twisted In the head unless I gave it/them specific instructions like "protect this place" whereas if I let them be themselves while they would always try to please me at the core of there beings they are murder happy monsters, for example, say I wanted them to protect someone but didn't express that by my aura nor my words they would instantly kill said person then each other.

And so I began the project "rip off" which was exactly what it sounds like; me ripping off various mythical creatures and made-up monsters ones that would normally be found in TV shows, movies, and books, hell I even made some outer gods most notably Yog-sothoth Nyarlathotep Azathoth and Cthulhu, but my favorite creations by far aesthetically speaking were things like my griffons all black with a dash of red every so often and most importantly the eyes piercing red hawk eyes that put any lesser being in a state of pure fear they were positively beautiful.

Once I was done admiring my creatures, I decided to release all of them save for the outer gods; (existence isn't quite ready for them yet) into the void but for now, I had to initiate the first battle in reality.

𝟯𝗿𝗱 𝗣𝗢𝗩

The clowns had never stopped building their creator's castle quite frankly it was bigger than It had any right to be by mortal standards at least, the clowns would not stop constructing the castle until their creator told them to stop, which was precisely what had happened just now.

"𝗖𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗴𝗶𝗳𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗹." rang throughout every clown's head even though they were all at varying parts of the castle all halted construction and turned their heads towards the throne chamber staring anxiously at their originator what if he wasn't content with their progress, what if they had been too slow, but their anxieties were alleviated by the 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 "𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸; 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝘂𝗻 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲?" right after the Lord of Fear finished speaking his skin that was put on a monumental throne made by the clowns had started shaking after a while the movement stopped and was immediately followed by numerous creatures flying climbing and jumping out of the Kishins skin and making there way out of the palace standing in front of the clowns who by now have relocated to be in front of the courtyard in preparation of what was to come.

The Beast and the Clowns had excitement oozing from their souls as they waited for their shared creators' words "𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡!" the children of madness charged at each other with murderess intent well...most did, some sucker punched the hell out of whoever and whatever was beside them and started infighting.

and so began...

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗢𝗦