Welcome to Gaia! ::

Nodding, she smiled and considered for another moment before responding; "In favor of keeping the peace and ensuring your safe travels without going berserk .. I will allow you to drink my blood, if it will help you." she said sweetly, smiling brightly.

She smiled a bit shyly at him, standing in a relaxed position so he could do as he needed to. She did this because she wanted him to be satisfied, because she did not want others to be hurt, because she knew she could handle it .. but she still did not like it much.

She smiled, looking to him with a calm smile. "All is well. This is truly the only way I can help you without causing distress to either of us. I feel closer to you also, which I always like also .. to feel close to people .." she said softly, stopping herself as she realized this would likely sound rather odd. "Though yes .. I do agree that maintaining your hunger is a wonderful idea." she said with an encouraging nod and smile.

In a field a good ways away from the populous the Dark Titan stood silent testing his limits and as always, trying to pass them and ascend into something even stronger. A mantra he'd always practiced since he'd first started breathing as Yawgmoth. A few breathes and crackles of power and the sudden explosion that caused a sonic boom to break across the sky and rattle the trees and there he stood in a sphere of airless wonder as his sher force scattered even oxygen from a 50 yard radius around him. A sudden clapping sound like thunder booming sounded as the air rushed to fill the void and there he stood. His skin was solid obsidian black with traces of white lines where his skeletal structure would be and some that were just there for decoration. His face still held an expression of question as it remained solid black. No markings, no nothing, no way to tell any kind of feature save for dead white pupiless eyes which starred out into the nature. His tail waved around for a bit before smashing into the ground hard enough to cause another enormous crash and thunderclap around him. Whipping back up it curled over his shoulder and then flopped back behind him slithering along the ground it had just flattened. Flexing his fingers open and closed as he let his new body enjoy the air a bit longer he began to drift into his own thoughts, trying to get used to being in this state for extended periods.

Yawgmoth immediately vanished and in the same moment as if there were two of him in two different places at once though the image of him in the field soon faded into the mist and there his physical body stood behind Ziven reaching out, his hand laid upon her shoulder. "I thought you were sleeping. Did I wake you with the sound shattering? If so my love, I apologize." he said in a gentle tone although it sounded like four to six people were speaking at once in different ranges of his deep commanding presence.

"My moon has risen. It happened for the first time in two years. The last time it occurred I was away from your arms, from your beautiful gaze and from your bed." he explained. "My moon was created as a secret weapon during war times. The energies stored within unlock hidden potentials while driving me into a killing frenzy. But ahhhh I know what you're thinking in that pretty little head of yours. Why am I not bloodlusting now? Why am I not ready to ravage the first living thing I see? Well because well before you showed up to the syndicate I had learned to control this rage for benefit. As you see now. My form is flawless. I am invincible. Strength, magical prowess, resistance to damage, intelligence and even regeneration all of them have been increased beyond your wildest dreams. I am a God like this. Virtually of course." he boasted proudly. "But I feel it unfair to abuse it in combat. Yet I feel the need to burn off the excess powers. Thus my journey here."

He shook his head. "The moon amplifies more than just battle prowess. Everything about my persona is increased. Unfortunately this had lead to some eheh...awkward situations with attractive women around. As before, like a blood rage you do not care who or what is going on around you. The same...could be said for that. Well. You understand." he chuckled a little putting his other arm around her back. "But since I can control it. And since I am so hopelessly caught by your affection. I say we make the best of things. I do suppose, I owe you quite a few dinner dates and wonderful evenings after leaving you for those few years do I not?"

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss atop of her forehead. "Come then. Let me show you a wonderful evening. We will start with dinner, than together we will gaze upon the beauty of the stars and finally we were share the bed together, as always in passion before a comfortable blissful sleep. I think, you would enjoy that very much. And I think, I owe you for saving me. From the darkness inside. Although it gathers around us both" he said as the very shadows whisped up and danced around their bodies showing their appreciation for their master's great power. Shadows bending towards them hugging them together almost. "There is another type of darkness. the darkness of bitter hatred, of solitude, that I thought would swallow me forever. That I would never care for another like Crow. And yet I have. More than I ever did for Crow. For anyone, even myself."