Everything happened so fast, but you had died and ended up in Hell as some anthropomorphic moth creature. Not long after your arrival, you discovered your dark powers while fighting to survive, soon becoming one of the most powerful Overlords in Hel...
The sounds of a loud ringing from an alarm clock on the bedside table woke you up, reaching out to press the button that dismissed the alarm. As a moth demon, you didn't need sleep like most people do, though you very well could and have, instead going into a state of torpor to regain your energy. During that state, you were very tired but conscious so you could respond to any threats, but a certain serpentine demoness asked you to sleep together in her bed last night.
Lady Pentious wasn't there beside you, probably having gotten up to do important things and didn't want to interrupt your sleep. You had met her about 7 years ago, seeing her get in over her head fighting some dangerous Overlord with her various weaponized steampunk machines. After flying down to kill and absorb the power of said Overlord, Pentious seemed to be in your debt after saving her. She was very persistent in repaying you, initially refusing her and wanting to be left alone. But eventually, you warmed up to her and became her friend, protecting and saving her from many bad situations in her silly pursuit to conquer Hell.
Of course, you did get together with her, somehow. She didn't seem to be afraid of you, having gotten very close with you over the years, and things have been going well these past few months since you became a couple. You loved her, but she was a handful at times, and so was her Egg Boiz as you turned your head to see three of them just barely managing to climb up onto the bed after opening the door to the room, having that stupid smile on their faces.
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"Hello, Mr. Mothman," one of them said as they got onto your lap.
"Hi..." Gently patting him, being careful not to accidentally crack him open. "Where's your boss?"
"Oh, she's at the bridge steering the airship," he said, gently pushing him off your lap as your got up, being thankful the roof was high enough for you to fully stand up and not hit your head. Being 11 feet tall was troublesome, so you thanked Pentious for expanding the airship to accommodate your towering height.
You left the room, maneuvering through the grey-walled hallways, lights on both sides illuminating it as you walked toward the bridge. You could hear the propellers up and running, opening the doors.
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