For the next week Niya continues to use her mist to put Braxton to sleep as much as she can. It’s hard to do it discreetly but she pulls it off…but it’s taking longer and longer to do so. She needs her real focus to use her mana to the fullest. Thankfully today was the day Professor Ame invited her to his forge to create a new focus and to start breaking her seal. When she arrives at his home she looks around in awe, something she had been doing quite a lot recently. She knocks on the door shyly and waits. Professor Ame opens and he looks more chill, wearing more of a smoking jacket with some nice comfy pajama pants. Incense smells through the house of a beautiful cinnamon apple as Akari is cooking in the kitchen.

Asmodeus: Niya! Welcome to my abode! Please come in, the missus is getting us some refreshments. 

Niya: heh thank you very much. -she comes inside and subtly looks around-

Their home had many different plants, different pictures of them with their many succubi and incubi. Different Baehalanian patterns adorned in tapestries as his seal is on many of them with Akari’s halo on a few as well. Some jars full of different herbs collecting sunlight or moonlight, some plants that are moving around but are harmless to beings except certain insects. It was beautiful, loving, had a tiny bit of lust, and smelled of some sort of cinnamon or spice. 

Asmodeus called to the kitchen: Darling! We will be in the forge. 

Akari: -she flies into the room with a tray of fresh cinnamon cookies- Wait wait~! Take these, you always get hungry and forget to take a snack~.

Asmodeus smiles and takes the cookies and also grips her butt and kisses her deeply: Heh, I thought you were coming too or are you still dealing with that issue?

Akari: -she happily returns the kiss- I still need to handle that issue, but I’ll be bringing it here rather soon.

Niya: -she stares up at Akari wide-eyed- My goodness…I had no idea your wife was…a fallen Seraphim…

Akari: -she looks at Niya and smiles warmly- No need to worry dear~. It’s wonderful to finally meet you. I hope you’ll come see me for a session or two when you’re comfortable…and I’m less busy. Be gentle with her Ozzie.

Asmodeus smiles and nods: Yes yes dear. She’s a good bean and comes from a great family. She just needs some help. So let’s get cookin’! 

Akari: -she kisses his cheek- Have fun~. -she flutters down and gives Niya a big hug before flying back out of the room to take care of her own business-

Niya: -she blushes lightly- My my…I’ve never hugged a Celestial before..

Asmodeus leads Niya to a door with a seal and he waves his hand to remove the seal opening it up and leading down some stone steps: Apologies for the mysteriousness but I like the ambience when I create. And I know right. She has the best hugs. It’s not too warm but not too cold. Just right. It might be a fallen seraphim thing.

The room is dark until he comes down then purple lanterns form all around the walls with a pinkish purple crystal chandelier filled with glowing orbs in the center. There are jars labeled and liquids all around yet no cauldron or forging tools.

Asmodeus keeps walking until a secret door on the wall activates and he uses his magic once more to open it: I am Desire. *His voice pierces the air and the door opens with small bits of smoke coming out.*

Inside is a cauldron, a table with a body mold, a forger, and some comfy couches and chairs. It’s weirdly witchy but not creepy.

Asmodeus looks at Niya: Welcome…to my domain! This is where I create mostly everything. We are technically in a pocket dimension so no one will be able to come in unless I say so but if you want to leave, the door will lead you out right where you came from. It’s neat, right? *He has such a big grin on his face from thinking of his work and how much he has built this place to be sturdy.* I really tried to make it my own but it took some time. Making your own pocket dimension is no laughing matter. Well anyways, we are here to make you a new focus. *He goes over to a desk with a lot of different documents and blueprints on it.* Now you said it’s a metal fan of satin and silk that you had gripped to you by golden thread?

Niya: -she raises an eyebrow and smirks- Heh I only told you it was gold metal. I’m assuming you looked in your big book and peeked again? Or Tasia?

Asmodeus pulls up his book and laughs: Haha it says it right here silly. There’s even a photo of how it used to look. But also let’s talk for a sec. Please come sit with me. *He goes to his couch and sits with his cookies, eating them slowly.* 

Niya: -she looks around to admire the room as she goes over to him and sits next to him- Sorry, it’s been so nice to be myself safely that I couldn’t help but be playful.

Asmodeus offers a cookie to her: Want one? It’s a cinnamon cookie hehe, they are delicious. Also…what’s going on with Natasia? Hmmm? I’m dying to know because she hasn’t even looked at anyone in literal millennia. 

Niya: -she blushes and her tail swishes- We’re…seeing each other. Heh she initiated.

Asmodeus: Really? Heh do tell. Details, details. *He crosses his legs.* Do you not want a cookie? They really are amazing.

Niya: -she takes a cookie and nibbles on it- Oh wow…Would she be willing to share the recipe with me?

Asmodeus giggles: Maybe after you can ask her if she’s not too busy still. But still, does she make you happy?

Niya: -her blush deepens- She does…She’s so sweet and gentle…and I love listening to her talk.

Asmodeus smiles and nods: Ah…you love her, huh? Don’t bother fibbin’, I can smell it on you. I thought it was just more of a lust factor but no, there's genuine love and care here. You deserve that. I…really am sorry that you had to endure such brutality from that distasteful excuse of a breathing organism but…not for much longer, okay? *He leans over and hugs her.* I mean that. 

Niya: -she hugs him back tightly- Thank you…I’m so very ready to be free…

Asmodeus and Niya get done hugging then he hops up and goes to his forge.

Asmodeus: Alright love. Let’s get this thing forged up! *He puts on an apron and some goggles and then gives a heart apron to Niya with some cute goggles.* Safety first.

Niya: -she laughs and puts on the apron and goggles- These are adorable.

Asmodeus: You think so? I made these a while ago for me and the Mrs…well she has her own one. *He pulls out this gorgeous periwinkle apron with a sweetheart neckline.* Heheh…but anyways, alright. *He projects the image of Niya’s old fan into the environment and flips it around like a 3D hologram to see all its intricacies.* This is rather elaborate…your parents did a great job commissioning this piece.

Niya: The forger they found allowed me to be a part of the process so it could work for me exactly as I needed.

Asmodeus starts looking through shards of different metal: What kind of metal did you use for the metallic pieces?

Niya: Gold.

Asmodeus pulls out some gold chunks and puts on his forging gloves for protection: Okay cool! Let’s do this. *He puts the gold chunks in the smelting pot and let it melt down then poured into a fan mold and used his power to let it cool faster.* Alright before I let it cool fully, those sigils were written on there. How did those come about and do you remember them precisely?

Niya: -she nods and comes over to the mold- May I?

Asmodeus moves to the side and smiles: By all means.

Niya: -she holds up her hand and elongates her nails to be more claw-like and a pink colored mist starts dripping off of it, the emotion of lust. She carefully starts carving in the sigil for the first emotion- It’s been so long since I’ve done something like this..

Asmodeus watches her: I’m sure. Is your mist usually pink? Or multi-colored? I am absolutely fascinated!

Niya: -she smiles through her concentration. The pink mist wears off and it turns blue as she begins a new sigil on the next panel- It depends on the emotion I’m trying to control. Pink is for lust, blue is for calm and joy, green is for sleep, and so on.

Asmodeus is taking notes of her powers as she’s carving the sigils: I see…interesting.

Niya: -she carefully goes through a rainbow of colors and carves a sigil for each emotion. The last one she carves is with thick black mist that looks more like shadows- There…that should do it.

Asmodeus is still taking notes of the colors and the different emotions for each: Alright so we let this cool. Eat a cookie. You’ll need it. They are mana boosters hehe.

Niya: I knew they were too good! Hehe I’ve never seen anyone infuse food like that.

Asmodeus giggles and eats a cookie as well: It’s good for creatures like us. We live for a while but we still need boosts especially with these kinds of projects. Next is making the actual cloth part of the fan. It was satin…so…*He goes over to this drawer full of different fabrics and pulls out some green satin.* Did it have lace on it as well? I’m assuming from Crossimer.

Niya: Heh yes. I actually sewed the lace myself the first time.

Asmodeus: Oh? Would you like to?

Niya: I’m fine with letting you assemble that part, we don’t have the time it takes to properly embroider it.

Asmodeus: Okay. *He starts threading the satin and doing the embroidery with the speed of lightning.* How’s this looking?

Niya: -she looks up from eating cookies- It looks lovely~.

Asmodeus bursts out into laughter: You really like these cookies huh? *He brings the satin over and aligns it with the fan pattern.* Okay so we have to put the gold in the slots and bind it together!

Niya: -she nods and blushes- They are very good…it’s been a long time since I could just relax and enjoy some sweets…Braxton thinks sweets are for children so I…haven’t had them in a while.

Asmodeus rolls his eyes with the mention of Braxton: Wow he really is so boring and everything in the book of a fucking tool. *The metal cools fully and he puts the stints in to wrap around with the satin.* Alright it’s almost done!! I’m so excited. It’s so beautiful! Heeheh. Now how did you used to wrap it around yourself? Wrist? Arm? Neck? Tail?! That would be wild..but not unheard of.

Niya: My..mother had woven me a rope using gold thread, I would tie it around my wrist or loop it on my skirt. Heh I’ve never heard of anyone using their tail before though. I used to just put bangles on it. -she blushes lightly- Hehe I even pierced it, but it’s probably closed by now. Braxton hated it.

Asmodeus gasps in shock: You pierced your tail????!! Oh you like pain in certain ways huh? Hahahhahaha!!!! *He gets a spool of golden thread and starts looping it through the bottom of the fan’s handle. He hums as he ties it together.* Hmmm this should do it. Now, would you like to try it out? We have this battle room where you won’t break anything unless it’s okay to break it.

Niya: -she takes it and makes herself busy getting used to opening and closing and twirling it to hide her embarrassment- Mhm yup we should test it..

Asmodeus leads her to this cemented room full of sigils and manifests a dummy for damage: Go for it. I’ll be behind the blast glass on the other side of the door because I sense great power in you. No bullshit.

He leaves back through the door and puts on the intercom: Doing great sweety!

He activates the dummy that comes to life and starts walking towards her in a grimacing fashion, moaning and groaning with slowed rage. It lurches forward and tries to strike.

Niya: -she grins and waves her fan towards the dummy. A strong and destructive slice of shadows comes from her fan and slices the dummy clean in half- Haha~! It’s perfect~!

Asmodeus grins from the power: Oooooo you got power! Alright. Did you wanna practice more or are you good?

Niya: Heh, I think I'm good. It feels exactly right, I’ll be able to do so so so much with this. My head already feels better.

Asmodeus smiles and lets her come back out: Actually…I forgot something. May I see it again?

Niya: -she hands him the fan- What did you forget? It feels perfect to me.

Asmodeus’ eyes light up a blaze of fiery purple as his own energy saps into it and it glows with a very deep purple aura until it phases out and then he hands it back: Alright. Done. Extra kick from your creator. 

Niya: -she takes it back and it feels warm in her hands- Wow…did you boost this with your own mana? For me?...Why?

Asmodeus looks at her for a while and smiles softly: Because you are one of my greatest creations, Niya. Don’t ever forget how special you are. Anyways, I have other business I must attend too so let’s head on out of this place. It can get a bit stuffy with all the mana flowing in the air.

Niya: -she blinks away the tears that want to come out and nods up at him- Alright…Thank you again for this…

Asmodeus leads her back up to the main level of the house and then towards the entrance. He calls out for Akari: My love! Are you still busy? *He shouts.*

Akari: -there’s a thud and some muffled yelling from upstairs- I just finished my darling! If I could borrow you that would be lovely!

Asmodeus looks at Niya: Well, this was fun but I must attend to the misses hehe. *He opens the door for Niya and she walks out, he waves good bye.* I hope you have a wonderful week! Please don’t be a stranger to either of us!

He closes the door softly and then calls out to Akari: I’m coming my darling! To play hehehehehehhe! *A demented demonic laughter comes from his throat as he goes up the stairs.* Not even the screams of the damned will save your poor soul..