Two Ladies Tread on a Nation

The winds had shifted as a young woman trekked across the countryside. The tranquil surroundings coupled with a serene view of the nearby ocean irked her greatly. It didn't sit well with her chaotic temperament. Quiet for her meant boredom, a boredom that had to be remedied as soon as possible lest she doing some regretful. Not that Nuku cared for the notions of good or evil. She had transcended such boundaries with her wanton ways. The woman stopped short as she reached the coastline, watching the waves gently lap the shore before receding. What a waste, Nukumori thought while looking on in disgust. With a gentle ease she formed a lava substance over the waves, capsizing them until the land had extended further into the sea. Satisfied that she had ruined such a splendid design, Nukumori turned away. The country's drab demeanor continued to grate her nerves, causing her dense lava magic shroud to manifest slightly. Soon, she would have to take action to continue her ways of anarchy and bring peace to the stirring heat in her bones. Nuku found it ironic that the chaotic situation she envisioned would be peaceful for her. It made her feel special. For fun, she set the nearby forest ablaze with a Lava God's Bellow, delighting in how quickly they and the land they stood on were being destroyed and reshaped. "I wonder if should wait a little," Nukumori pondered aloud while a tree topple beneath the weight of the lava induced flames. Part of her wondered if hell would be this beautiful.