A Vulture's dream

"What do you mean? Two yanderes? I am horribly confused. Just breath". Egoister was desperately trying to calm his fiancé who had gone into full blown panic attack. She was hyperventilating, profusely sweating, showcasing all signs of a mental drain. She was in no position to listen to anyone. As the servant of someone who guides others, she was someone who really needed guidance from herself. She started tearing up, mucus started flowing from her nose. The servant of Tlaloc at this point had lost. He just hugged his wife in desperation, in hopes that it would just calm her down. He made a rain cloud above the two of them, and purposely made it heavily rain around them to mask their actions in the low visibility of the rain.

Clara on the other hand, was about to create a domain of an arid war field. She wanted assistance from her own god, that she was a servant of. How ironic... imagine being a powerful being, and your own servant is forced to take advice from you.Egoister while still hugging Clara absolutely made it his priority to not allow her to release any sort of mystical energy, all to prevent the surrounding members of the club as well as the ARS ordo to wonder if there had been an attack of some sort.While both the ARS ordo as well as the club members were in amicable relationship for a while, it was only due to the second membered people who were to calm down the situation between the two parties. Demons are evil, gods are good. We do not live in this binary world anymore, where a right action doesn't necessarily mean that the other option was a wrong one. Each individual is different, and once that was realized by Sensei, that things finally took a turn for an amicable relationship. However, there were still all students. The third membered people were much younger, and needed guidance. To break their predecessor's work would be disastrous for the structure of the world that they were living in. Things can take a turn for the better, or for the worse. That is all up to the writer's powers. It is not within my hands, who is just narrating the tale."Please... someone help us...", Egoister was in desperation as he begged for help mentally. Meanwhile, Shikith was returning from a task, noticing the mental pleas of Egoister rushed to the location where he could see a dark, violent raincloud. Shikith, like Adoren, is highly optimistic in nature. He has the same aura as Egoister, who is able to calm down and settle most situations. However, unlike the other two, he does not harbor any ill intent towards anyone whatsoever. He likes to playfully tease others, and mostly stays out of a conflict. He was surprised to see the two lovebirds of the group suddenly in a rain cast area with the ground turning suddenly turning arid.To control the situation, he unleashed his own domain of nurture, to combat with the increase in aridity on the ground. "Explain to me what is going on?" questioned the curious Shikith."I have no idea. She just suddenly burst out like this.", explained the confused Egoister. "I just want to calm her down. She seems to be in an absolute panic attack""I can see that, I'll give you the gift of witnessing a fraction of my power, fellow servants. Calm down, fellow servant of Minerva". The Servant of Frinia unleashed a powerful stream of aromatic filled air, that was filled with a calming smell and quickly and effectively calmed down the drenched Clara. Egoister thanked him, and turned to his future wife."Sakurai has dreams of torturing Gil. My friend is insane. She's bloody insane." Clara burst out, all while laughing hysterically and tears flowing from her eyes. She dripping in water from all the heavy rain. The servant of Tlaloc stopped the rain, and the servant of Minerva let out a soft sneeze. She sighed, trying to explain the situation to Shikith as well as her love."A few days back, Sakurai had confronted me, that she was slightly interested in Gil. Naturally as someone who is already in a relationship and is the servant of strategies, I didn't perceive this as anything strange. I presumed that this would be something that was this purely natural. However, what I heard from Ramiel the very next day, was something that shook my world and opinion on Sakurai. He explained to me that Sakurai was having intentions of getting into a relationship with Gil and proceeding to torture the God of Death into submission into her domain of the underworld. My ears couldn't initially comprehend the scale of the insanity, as I always presumed that she was playing with me when she used to explain her dreams to me. Then today, Gil approached me stating that he had a crush on this same girl. While I never really wanted any conflicts, I just stared into the eyes. He had the same eyes that Sakurai had, and I wondered if it would be fit if I intervened in this. However, Adoren blocked me from ever making that choice. It's not like I can go to Sakurai and tell her that Gil likes her as well. It would escalate the situation from what it is even currently. These two are two insane people, with two insane domains and have the some of the most powerful gods of their Mythos. The world's balance would forever change if these two got into a relationship, let alone control the atrocious acts that they can carry out together. Currently Gil is almost akin to a leader of the entire club, whereas Sakurai is just the silent princess of the club. If they were to continue on this path -""They might end up killing everyone around them and then themselves, effectively wiping out the entirety of what we've been working on. Yeah, I saw the rain cloud and wondered what would have caused the servant of Tlaloc in such a manner. Here, take this towel" approached Sensei. He had heard a part of the conversation and presented the trio with towels to wipe down. "I am scared myself, for what would happen if the two even met at this point. I have to make sure that these two are distant for some time, until I can get some way to destroy that feeling in these two. They have managed to sacrifice their own romantic sanities while attaining the powers of their gods. They have reached a state where they are clinically sane, but how are we to judge a pseudo-human's mind. We all possess powers that are incomprehensible. However, in the end, we are all fake. We are not real gods, we are not real humans. We are just fake, individuals who exist in the imaginary plane present in between these two. Therefore, no matter how many times you consult yourself Clara, you won't be able to give yourself advice. You can only guide others, not yourself. This is the curse that we bear."Clara took a deep breath and then chuckled a little. Slowly, she lifted her head with her hands close to eyes, showcasing to her companions her slightly long nails. She began scratching her eyes, in an attempt to slowly pick out her eyeballs. "I am able to help everyone, but myself. What kind of sick joke is this? A god that demands constant sacrifice, where I sacrifice my own fertility to attain this power, and this is the fruit of all that sacrifice. A miserable life?" Blood started to trickle as she tortured herself. "Tell me Sensei? WHAT WAS THAT SACRIFICE WORTH TO ANYONE?" she screamed in anguish.Horribly confused with the recent turn in events, he questioned why things were even progressing this fast. It has only been a few hours, and from leaving Gil to the club room, to this present incident, he could understand only a few things. He couldn't realize what would cause such a violent reaction."CALM DOWN CLARA! YOU'LL F##KING PLUCK YOUR EYEBALL OUT!" screamed the servant of Tlaloc. "PLEASE CLARA. PLEASE, I BEG YOU!"Each second that passedUn...Deux...Trois...Each second, one additional drop of blood fell to the ground.Quatre...Cinque...Six...The closer her eyeballs were to getting plucked outSept...Huit....Are friends even friends, if they aren't able to assist in any situation that you state?Neuf...Dix...My pain is my sacrifice. Let me attain another opinion of the Usurper Gods. If even I, am unable to gain an audience with them, then just how insignificant is my life. How insignificant am I to make this choice. Am I truly going to go down a path of insanity. Knowledge belongs to my teacher, but advice was my domain. Where shall I attain enough wisdom? Clara's mind was thrown into chaos as she furiously began to pluck out her own eyeballs. Egoister and Sensei attempted to her, while Shikith just stood there, unable to comprehend what was going on. He just wanted to escape from that situation. He didn't want to be a part of this entire ordeal.Trying to sneak away, he could just a hear a howling scream that could be heard throughout the entire campus.He turned back...dripdripdrip...An eyeball rolled towards Shikith as he turned to the horrifying image of a singular eyeball-less Clara. Profusely bleeding and losing consciousness at the same time, things had just now taken a turn for the worse.From a distance, you could hear Ramiel's voice screaming:"EVERYONE, PROTOCOL BLACK HAS BEEN ACTIVATED. REQUIRING ASSISTANCE IMMEDIATELY. UNLEASH YOUR DOMAINS!"