c: cosmic disruption

Written by the commissioner, DonoStraton ♥


The night approaches, covering the isolated sanctuary in the night, furthering its hiding in the remote woods. The red eyed nun watched silently as the moon ascended upwards into the dark sky, accompanied by the insignificant stars. The moon’s light seeps through the long gone stained glass windows but the light does not pierce through the sanctuary’s interior darkness. Something caught her attention, causing her ears to twitch once and her eyes to widen some before she walked towards the large entrance doors. The doors open by themselves, revealing the vast outdoors with nothing out of the ordinary just yet. 

She stares with glowing red eyes now, alert from what she sensed as the unnatural nun kept an eye out for something that shouldn’t be here. The eldritch nun then saw a head partially peeking over from above with a sunset colored eye, strands of silver-grey hair hang down with it along with two cat ears before quickly moving out of sight. An eye on a forehead? This nun has a suspicion who it is. The unnatural sister finds herself on the roof of the sanctuary, looking at a cat girl who is sitting on a ledge, back faced towards Clue, and licking her own hands like a how a cat would with its paws. 

“Out of my territory now, Zenxoskia,” growled out the dog nun.

“I traveled all the way out here to say hello. Not goodbye.”

The naked cat girl responds with sarcasm before getting up and then appearing face to face with Clue. 

“Besides... I’ve come with a message to give to my big sister.”

“You delusional-“

“Anyway, what’s with the outfit?” the cat girl interrupted with a question. “Trying to seduce sinners in order to prey on them? Smart girl. I should do that but first...”

The cat girl suddenly then has on a somewhat similarly themed lewd attire but with obvious differences. 

“So cozy.”

She grins as Clue is visibly annoyed. Tempted to even jab a claw right into the cat’s stomach and through her back.

“Out with the message. Now,” demanded the first eldritch nun.

“Okay but this will obviously tick you off more than I ever could.”

The second eldritch nun spoke in their native language, telling the first nun to heed a set of movements that are designed in tiers. Movements that lead into the next and are catalysts to the ultimate goal: a great harvest on this world. A great terrible harvest that is to turn the world into a breeding planet to provide more food for The Beyond Ones. Several glowing red eyes sprout on the dog nun’s face, she is utterly infuriated by this.

“I claimed this world as mine. It is mine to harvest. Not yours or theirs,” Clue’s voice deepens with a demonic tone.

Zenxoskia cockily smirks, her sharp teeth showing off as she is satisfied by Clue’s response. 

“I could persuade them to go somewhere else if you... share your food source with me.”

“You will die here and now.”

Another growl from the first nun as the second hisses playfully before she slightly bows down and clasped her hands, mocking the dog girl as if she’s praying. Her slender tail perking up to look at Clue with the same sunset colored eyes.

“Oh please please please. Do it now and you can say goodbye to this world forever. It’s no longer yours now. Either share with me or share with all the others. Your choice girl, now fetch for a decision.”

With that, Zenxoskia is out of sight. Her laughter echoing throughout the forest before fading into silence. Clue gritting her teeth as a visible red aura of hatred is seen around her.