Fire rained from above. Mors' breath scorched the already bloodied landscape, 100 men had escaped there grasp. Escaped his grasp. Yet he could not call all of them men, there was one that wore armour in a different shape to the others, to the others. This was no man, this was woman, he liked her. He wished he could of had her for himself. He wanted her. All the others would kill her, but he would not. He would care for her. She was strong. She killed many.
"He wantsss her, he needsss her, her body would be good for him, he would like that very much, yesss very much" muttered the Demon under his breath of foul plagues. Some of the other Demons glanced over there hunched backs as they heard the faint sound of his slurred speak. The hundreds that still remained after the meal of that day pilled back into there nest. To rest. To digest. The next day would be work day, they would cover the last dinner plate and take the parts that are left. Take the bodies that can be used to make themselves stronger, they would build themselves back with the lords power. As they came to the main chamber of the nest some of the Demons scampered up the walls, to the roof to fill into their holes, there homes to rest. While some others went deeper to find the summoning pits. The nest was dark, darker than the long nights. there was blood spilled along the floor, and dead pilled up the walls, as they went deeper the heat became extreme. He went to the pit today, it was his turn to bring through the larva to feast on the dead women and children, to create more. "YOU THERE!" screamed the pit master "Travel downsss into the pit, send thisss message to the lord Inferisss, tell him that he isss needed, tellsss him Mors' is home" Mors' the god of Death, he must of been the one that burn't those siblings, his siblings, he nodded agreeing to the task, knowing that if refused he would of been ripped apart by the pit master and feed to the hounds of hell. He climbed down the summoning pit. The heat increased as he got closer, once he pasted through the pit everything changed.
"Mater, Mater, Mater" chanted thousands of siblings, Mater was the mother, she gave birth to the larva. She was the beginning of him. He decided to pay his mother a visit. He fell to the floor under his broke deformed knees and chanted those same words. After hours of that chant he broke off from the rest and searched the tunnels of hell to find Lord Inferis. If only she knew how strong he was he thought, if only she knew that he lived in this palace of screams and pain. "She would want him, she would love him, and he would take her! Yesss he would take her! Make her be like Mother. She would be perfect for him!" his voice started to raise as he walked deeper into the pits of hell.
He finally came to the lowest level of hell. He came to him, the lord himself, as he approached the bloodied gate he heard the sweet screams of succubus. 2 gate masters stood each side of the door, they stood tall, taller than any sibling he had ever seen, there bodies where beautiful, with mangled body parts throughout, limbs connected others to make powerful arms and legs. One of the masters was very humanoid, with 2 arms and 2 legs he stood straight will power and strength, yet the second was different, he had 2 arms the same as the other yet they where weak and flimsy yet he had many legs, 6 or more, all sown together to create his fast slick body.
"What! Does this weakling want from the great Lord INFERIS?" the voice of the humanoid master beckoned throughout the tunnels.
"I have the newsss for the Lord, the great lord of the beautiful underworld, Mors, he has returned, he has come to save us!" his voice rose as it neared the end. Both Gate Masters looked at each other and nodded, they slowly opened the doors to the Lords chamber. "My lord! I have grand news!" he screeched "Mors! He is back to help" the lords head quickly turned to face him, the succubus fell silent. "Mors? The God of Death? HE TORCHED MY KINGDOM CENTURIES AGO! This is no fucking help creature! This is now the war of Dragons, Demons and Men".
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Dragons, Demons and Men
FantasyDragons from the sky have fallen, sworn to turn the world to ash. Demons from the underworld have risen, sworn to fill the rivers with blood. Men, have to fight, to stay alive, to keep the land they call home safe.
