Devil Slave (Satan system)

890  A New King Shakes The Cosmos

Lenny suddenly spoke, his words echoing both from his mouth to the rest of the Planet and the entire cosmos, as if to make an unbridled declaration of power. "This plane, ruled by the House Of lenny shall now be called Demeter!" The moment lenny said those words, the earth vibrated outwards, as if in acknowledgement of the name Lenny had bestowed upon it. The waves that left it into the outer cosmos went with full force, echoing its name, again and again. In the sixth earth, a world that had long seen its own share of pain and suffering, where the apocalypse arrived some several hundreds of years ago. A plane now ruled by the Royal House of Abaddon. On this plane, even the primordial beasts that ones walked on the earth proudly were now reduced to beasts of burden, carrying heavy loads for their new masters. Failure to complier was met with lashing from whips so enchanted that there stroke not just the body, but the mind and soul. The Primordial beasts wailed and cried, but they had no choice but to do as their masters commanded. If the primordial beasts suffered like this, it was easy for one to guess the fate of the human lives here. They were those in this plain that used humans as accessories, just like a wealthy woman would wear jewels, precious stones about her neck in display of her beauty, demons wore human babies, bending them into inhumane forms, with their orifices sewn up so as to avoid the tears and wails. They wore them on their necks and showed off against one another. In this plane, ruled by the House of destruction and War, were even a Great demon existence was seen as nothing more than a foot soldier, and Greater demons seen as mere guards, towering buildings made entirely of metal stretched across the horizon.

And the air was filled with a palatable mixture of pain, blood, war, and yet a serenity that seemed impossible to behold. In one of the highest points of its towering buildings, in a room were the image of the stars magically filled the walls, making the room seem like the deep beauty of space, a young demon priestess, consulted with the stars. She was dressed in all white, with blood marks on her face and arms. She and the other servants also dressed in white holding hands behind her, engaged in a ritual dance that involved the seductive sway of body as if to imitate the flames burning the sacrifices that had been offered in the center.

These sacrifices had been both human and demon offspring alike. Each born at a certain time and in a certain manner for the ritual to be successful. However, the most catchy thing was not the macabre display of demon and human remains that burnt in the center, but rather, the figure that suspended in the air just above it. It was obviously a demon. But not as one would think. This Demon hovered just above the flames and burning offerings in a lying position. The smoke that came from the offerings went straight as if guided by some invisible force into his nose. A normal person, even a demon should eventually feel uncomfortable about this, but this figure, took deep breathes of this, in and out in great comfort. Soon, he opened his eyes sharply. *BOOM!* A wave of Darkline magic suddenly shot forth from the demons body into the surroundings. The priestess and her servants swayed more and more, their mouths, murmuring incantations to aid the person above the flames. This person having opened his eyes slowly rose to his feet, and then he landed on the ground. The moment he did, the servants behind the priestess fell to the ground. many of them panting for breathe. It may not look like it, but they had been at this for several weeks now and none had left their positions. They were now totally exhausted. At least all of them were exhausted except of course the priestess. She stood to her feet, as she approached. She was as ugly at heart as she was facially. She was what many would call a dark seeker under the Lord of House Abaddon. She approached the Demon in the middle, "Agent 'X' how was your journey to the Red sands of the Nether realm?"

"Hmmm!" The Demon moved his neck left and right, giving out CRACKING sounds as he stretched his stiff body. "Priestess, but I informed you from the moment that I came into this world, that rather not be called that name any more. After all, I am no longer Human. And if you must know, they was not a worthy challenger for me in the red sands, and I left with such incredible fruits, adding extra power to my System and..."

It was at this time that the declaration of Lenny Tales filtering through the cosmos arrived at this place. Such a declaration was done by a primary plane, one of those earths declared by the One Above All. Surely, all would hear it. Whether they hide under a rock, or deep in slumber. After all, it had always been in this manner since time immemorial. lenny's declaration echoed through the planet, and every demon, Primordial beast and even human in the barns were forced to look up at the sky.

Of The Nine earths that made up the Primary Planes, the earth earth had been claimed. Surprisingly, It had not been claimed by any of the other royal families but by a name none had ever heard before. None other than this fellow that had now rejected his once human name. The Demon no longer known as Agent 'X' looked above, "It would seem that the red sands of the nether did not have a worthy challenger for me, because he was busy conquering an entire fucking planet..." He frowned harshly as he turned to the priestess, and in his anger, he waved his hand smacking her to the ground.

And then he mounted her and in his anger, he... n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om