Hell... A place for all sinners of varying types to gather and spend their hellish afterlife together. Problem is, even for the residents born in Hell, even they are punished for the simplest thing; Existing.
Follow the story of Mutasim Lycan, a He...
I wake up and sit up in my bed. Rubbing my eyes, I look around and see Lute sleeping at my desk, her arms resting on the desk and burying her head into them. Her wings curled up around her body to keep her warm and her Angelic Spear rested beside her. Letting out a low sigh, I throw the blanket off me and head into the bathroom, cleaning myself up in the shower. After a quick clean, I exit my bathroom and get changed into some fresh new clothes.
Immediately after changing, I hear a yawn from the desk. Looking over, I see Lute spreading her wings and arms, stretching as she yawns. Her arms and wings fall down and the Exorcist stands up.
Mutasim: Good morning.
Lute: Don't make small talk... Let's just get this mission over with.
Mutasim: Alright, alright. Just stay here for a moment. I've gotta go clear something up.
Lute: Just don't take too long.
I exit my bedroom and head over to the twins, seeing them still fast asleep in their beds. As I look at Rem, I notice she's holding a wolf plushie, the same one that Lute left behind. I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle at the sight. Turning to Ram, I sit beside her and caress her hair. The girl snores quietly, leaning into my hand on instinct. A smile curls up on my lips. I kiss her forehead and stand up, quickly writing a note that I left early today for work.
After writing the note, I return to Lute and see her with her arms crossed.
Lute: Ready to go now?
Mutasim: Not just yet. You can't go around dressing up like an Exorcist. 'less you wanna be targeted.
Lute: So what do you suggest?
Mutasim: That you wear something a little more... Hellish.
Lute: You're kidding, right? There is no way I'm wearing anything that Hell can-
Timeskip
The two of us are walking down a street to the local library in the Gluttony ring. An expression of disgust crossed Lute's face as she walks.
Lute: Offer.
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She wore a revealing top and short shorts which exposed a lot of her legs. Clearly, she didn't like it. At all.
Mutasim: At least you look more like a demon.
Lute: I look like a common whore!
Mutasim: Most women are here in Hell. But if you wanna meet the worst whores, you can always go down to the Lust ring. Some of the demons there wear nothing at all.
Lute: Just...! Ugh! How much further is this library?
Mutasim: Only another couple minutes.
Still annoyed that she was stuck on this mission with me, she crosses her arms as she walks, which only made her breasts pop out more.
