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"You suffer in Karmic debt. That is interesting." Aether smiled as he looked down upon the pitiful existence that was the conquerer of demons.
"I have killed many many more than you. And yet I am not affected in any way."
Xiao glowered at the blond.
He despised the one who destroyed everything he had sworne to protect. No, despise isn't enough, he held nothing but abhorrence for the prince.
"Tell me my dear Yaksha, why do you think that is?" Aether spoke, his voice dripping with hubris as he paced around the adepti in chains. He smiled down at Xiao, grabbing his chin to look up at the abyss royalty. The dark and ominous crown seated on his head proof of his achievements.
Xiao did nothing but glare at the blond, his mouth restrained by a taunt piece of red cloth. Aether smile grew as he grabbed the chain around the yaksha's neck and pulled him up until he rested on his toes.
"Why is it? That you must suffer? Why after all the worlds I have collapsed am I still standing tall?" He spoke as Xiao struggled within his grasp. Gasping for air every so often. Aether's voice and body language rigid and cold, full of both despair and disdain. While his face remained that of a older brother comforting his younger siblings.
Xiao hated the contrast. The way he looked so similar to the ever so helpful lumine was terrifying in and of it's own. Although he hated to admit it, and would never say so outloud, he was absolutely petrified of the abyss prince.
He nearly swept liyue off the map with a single swing of his sword. He even saw the great God of war, Morax fall to him. And the blond didn't even break a sweat. It took all Xiao had to glare at the boy and keep his body from quaking.
And this wall all came tumbling down as soon as the other said a few words.
"I will tell you why my sweet, sweet, adeptus. It is because, " Aether slid as close to the yaksha's ear as physically possible before continuing in a whisper.
.
.
.
"It is my Right" He spoke ever so softly into Xiao's ear. Before drop kicking the immortal across the empty thrown room.
Aether laughed psychotically as the teal streaked male coughed and struggled to fill his once immortal lungs with air.
Nothing works as it should in the abyss. Not the air, not visions, not healing, and especially not immortality.
"It is our right to do as we please within any world we step foot on!" He exclaimed as he danced through the throne room.
"Wether it be to help the inhabitants or completely tear it down! It was a gift we were given permission to use by the sky itself! Only me and my sister are fit to travel the worlds. You selfish people of teyvat will come to regret the day they decided to destroy the nation built by the twin stars." Aether spoke as the smile that once looked innocent upon his face now seemed possessed.
Xiao still dry heaved in the corner, trying to get his broken rib to un-stab his lung. The abyss prince laughed at his attempts before beheading the conquerer of demons, the look of sheer fear and despair forever etched onto his decapitated head Aether took as a trophy.