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2021.12.03 10:26 Klokinator The Cryopod to Hell 313: Satan's Fall

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(Previous Part)
(Part 001)
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Belial struggles against the dreamlike restraints binding her to a table. Despite her deity-like strength and ability to shatter demonstone with her bare hands, once trapped inside of Lucifer's Demonic Trance, no amount of physical power will avail her.
The slab holding Belial prisoner levitates vertically, allowing her to watch as a giant, open field materializes before her. The flowers and grass have almost a dream-like quality to them, making Belial's soul feel more and more tired as the minutes tick by.
Lucifer stands at Belial's side. She waves her hand casually, summoning a phantom image of Satan the Devil, as well as a familiar black-haired woman, the former Black Witch, Amelia Greyheart.
Amelia's appearance, that of a 30-something woman with luscious red lips, pitch-black hair that stretches past her hips, and a skirt/blouse combination best described as 'Gothic Lolita,' stands arrogantly before the Devil, a frown on her face.
"Satan the Devil." Amelia states, her tone neither warm nor cold. "Why have you come here? We don't have any business with each other."
Despite being much shorter than the Black Witch, Satan still puffs out his chest, acting as if he is the bigger man.
"That's where you're wrong, woman. Listen up. A little mouse told me that you have a friend in your head. Leviathan. I want to speak to him."
Amelia's eyes immediately narrow to slits.
"Who told you that? I have kept Levvy's presence a secret for ages. Nobody should know."
"So you admit it's true," Satan says, not deigning to answer her question. "Cut the crap. I don't like hitting broads. Bring out that dragon, 'cause I need to talk to him."
"Levvy doesn't want to speak to you." Amelia says. She crosses her arms and tilts her body a few degrees backward, looking down on the Devil as if he were an annoying gnat. "You two long ago concluded your business. After everything he has given you, including the power to finally exterminate the angels, you should be bowing at my feet and pledging to serve him for all eternity. But judging by your tone, you've come in search of even more handouts. Truly, you are a reprehensible little wretch."
Satan clenches his jaw. "Shut your mouth, bitch. I'm not here looking for a handout. I'm here to finally get the PAYMENT I earned! Now you tell that dragon to get out here, before I rearrange your face!"
Amelia's expression shifts to a light smirk. "You think you have the ability, little Devil? Levvy gave you your power. I can take it away. You are nothing before-"
She pauses mid-sentence, then turns her gaze away. After looking vacantly into the distance, Amelia crinkles her nose.
"...Count your blessings. Levvy says he'll talk to you. Don't piss him off, or you'll piss me off."
The Black Witch's gaze turns hollow. Her pupils expand to fill her eyes, and a trickle of darkness draconic energy begins to fall from her body and poison the surrounding vegetation.
"Satan." Amelia says again, her voice noticeably deeper. "I do not wish to be disturbed. Leave now, and I will forgive your unkind words against the woman I love."
"Leviathan," Satan says, taking a step forward. "Finally, you came out. Listen here, pal. We had a deal! I've fulfilled my end of the bargain. Now, it's your turn."
Leviathan frowns. "I know not of what you speak."
"Don't play stupid with me! There's no way some ancient dragon would forget so easily!" Satan exclaims. "You told me that if I killed all the angels, you would bring my girl back. Well, I've got part of Nerissa's soul inside me, all these millennia later. I have her body. And now, the angels are dead! So I want you to bring her back, just like you said you would!"
Leviathan slowly blinks.
"Ah. I see. Indeed, I had forgotten my casual offering. Truth be told, I never thought you had it in you. Killing all of the angels was a remarkable feat. You have much to be proud of."
"I don't want your compliments," Satan says. "I want you to do what you promised. So, do we still have a deal?"
Several seconds of silence follow.
Leviathan looks away, toward the pale blue sky of an unknown world. Not Earth, but some other planet, connected through a warp-gate to the Labyrinth's central nexus.
"Mmm. At the time I stated those words, I was a different person. I was still hollow, empty, and bitter, much like yourself. But... after spending five thousand years with my little lady... I no longer hold the same banal hatred I once did. Whether the angels lived or died, I long ago stopped caring. Their deaths only brought a small sense of closure to the loss of my mother, my brothers, and my sisters."
Leviathan shakes Amelia's head.
"I am sorry, Satan. I know it pains you to hear this, but I cannot give up my soul to bring back the woman you love. Now that I have my little lady, I would never do anything which would leave her alone in this world. The two of us have each other, and that is all. Bringing back your beloved Nerissa would cost me my life, and that is a price I am unwilling to pay."
Satan's pupils shrink to pinpricks.
"What? I spent... I spent thousands of years organizing, fighting, and crushing the humans and angels, all for the sake of finally bringing Nerissa back! Bub, you're a goddamned liar! You promised me you'd bring her back! You made a contract with me!"
Leviathan's expression turns sharp. "I did no such thing. I merely said that I would consider bringing her back. After all this time, I have done so, and judged her life unworthy of mine. You have neither the right nor the might to force my actions, and so, I have no reason to entertain your requests any longer."
Satan's smoldering rage grows hotter by the second. He motions with his hand, causing a flash of light to materialize in front of him.
"Hades! Talk some sense into this overgrown mutt!"
Archangel Samael, now a faithful servant of the Devil, congeals into a spiritual body vaguely resembling his original self, albeit much more transparent and ghostly than any flesh body would appear. He levitates between Leviathan and Satan, acting as an arbiter.
"Leviathan." Hades says. "It is good to speak to thee once more. I thought thou hads't died."
"Hmph. There are few things in this universe capable of slaying the Last Dragon," Leviathan says. "Are you going to negotiate on that red rat's behalf?"
Hades shoots a glance back at Satan's angry face, then returns his gaze to Amelia's.
"Nay. I respect thee too much, brother. Restoring my memories was a boon I cannot ever forget. This dispute between the Devil and thee is not one in which I will interfere."
"Hades!" Satan snaps. "What are you doing? You know how much this means to me! Do you think I only killed the angels just for revenge? I repeated my true motive constantly, at least a thousand times!"
"Thy request would cost my brother his life," Hades says. "He is the last dragon. His life is incalculably more valuable than that of thy fallen mate. I refuse to press him for assistance on thy behalf."
Satan balls his hands into fists.
"It's not fair... it's not fair! If you weren't willing to make the deal, you never should have made that promise! I hate people who break their contracts, Leviathan!"
"Satan," Hades says. "Calm down. I know this news hurts, but thy mate-"
Before the fallen Archangel can finish his sentence, Satan motions with his hand to desummon him. Storms of rage burn in his eyes as he looks at Amelia with blood-curdling hatred.
"Nobody cheats Satan the Devil! All contract terms are FINAL!"
Leviathan's frown becomes ugly.
"Do not test my patience, Satan. I have gone easy on you in the past, but if you make a move on my little lady, this dragon will retaliate without holding back."
"Oh, I'll make a move, bub." Satan spits. "I'll make you regret ever going back on your word!"
...
A massive battle follows. Satan the Devil launches an onslaught against the Black Witch, Amelia Greyheart. Despite the dragon's power flowing through her body, and despite the thousands of years she has spent adapting to Leviathan's power, the Black Witch only manages to output a fraction of his ultimate power. In the end, she is merely a human trying to manipulate the power of an ancient deity.
Satan, possessing tens of thousands, perhaps even millions of human, angel, and demon souls, 'cheats' by expending them like candy to boost his own strength. He flings meteors, fireballs, and other elemental attacks with impunity, raining down Hellfire on the Black Witch.
Slowly but surely, Satan gains an absolute advantage over Amelia.
"I warned you!" The Devil roars. "Nobody double-crosses me!"
Amelia summons a darkness shield to protect herself.
"What do you hope to accomplish, Devil? Do you think you can force Levvy to revive your woman?! He'll never bow to a red rat like you!"
"If he won't give his life freely," Satan exclaims, as he burns ten thousand souls at once to summon a mountain-crushing ball of fire, "Then that dragon can BURN for all eternity! And you can go with him!"
"Satan! No!" Amelia screams.
Her cries go unheard. Satan releases the fireball, its scorching heat eradicating all plant-life for tens of miles in every direction. Amelia doesn't even manage to utter one last cry of agony before the fireball explodes against her shield, killing her instantly and reducing her corpse to ash.
Not only does the explosion kill Amelia, but it also kills the Devil, too. However, sixty seconds later, Satan reforms thanks to his undying demonic powers. He revives on the spot, finding himself standing alone on that scorched world.
"...Absolute bastard." Satan growls.
The Devil's heart sinks. He gazes into the distance wistfully, recalling all those years he slaved for the sake of eradicating angelkind. Even now, while his species rejoices at finally killing their most hated enemies, all he feels is emptiness.
"I promised Lilia I'd bring her sister back... so many times. Sorry, babe. I let you down."
The pot-bellied Devil turns to walk away.
However, in that obliterated wasteland, a heavy mana pressure emerges. The power of a dragon manifests from seemingly nowhere, causing the Devil to whirl around in surprise.
"What? Leviathan? You're still alive?!"
The ancient dragon's soul materializes as a ominous black orb. It slowly congeals and reforms, changing from an utterly nebulous shape into the apparition of Leviathan's former self.
The black dragon opens his eyes. His expression turns solemn as he looks down at the tiny, shivering demon before him.
"Satan. Long has it been since I felt such a sense of unfathomable loss. To have angered me this badly, it would be insufficient to call you a demon with a death wish."
Leviathan's eyes shift from Satan to a faint layer of ash spread over one particular bit of scorched dirt.
"My little lady. She was the only woman I loved. She was everything to me. How ironic that a man who should understand the pain of loss would unleash that same agony upon me. You are even more wretched and vile than I ever imagined."
Satan sucks in a breath. "Why didn't you die?!"
Leviathan ignores his question. "I have many regrets, small one. I regret not standing up to the angels. I regret only spending few thousand fleeting years with my little lady. But most of all... I regret not killing you."
The First Emperor screams in rage. His voice contains more than a hint of fear as he lobs lightning bolts, holy energy orbs, and even more fireballs at the dragon, burning thousands of souls to empower himself.
These attacks, previously capable of turning the Black Witch to ash, merely splash against the dragon's rapidly reforming body. They don't injure him in the slightest.
By the time Leviathan fully rematerializes, his sickening magical power has already began to suppress the Devil's mana, drastically weakening Satan's every attack.
Leviathan blinks slowly. "Perish for a while, demon."
With a casual wave of his claw, the last dragon brings an ungodly rain of darkness energy down, smiting the Devil where he stands. Satan's body splatters into a pile of plasma-like goo, giving Leviathan sixty seconds of silence to ruminate on what has happened.
"My little lady..." He murmurs to the scattered ashes at his feet. "Since the moment we first met, I have always loved you. If only we could have spent the rest of eternity together... I would have liked that. Once I am gone, I hope that you will eventually forget about me and find another who brings you happiness. I do not wish for you to eternally grieve, as I would in your place. You deserve better than that."
The dark dragon, an entity who has lived for countless eons, lifts his head to roar in anguish at the sky. Tears stream from his eyes as he concentrates all of his life-force into his soul.
Above him, a tear appears in space. For a brief moment, a brilliant light shines down upon the scorched world. Each radiant ray revitalizes the land, rapidly regrowing all the dead flowers and grass, returning it to its former beauty.
At the same time, a tremendous tugging sensation begins to pull on Leviathan's soul. Terrible agony wracks his very being, but he resists it and continues to roar at the void.
"NO. YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY SOUL! NOT UNTIL... YOU GIVE ME... MY LITTLE LADY BACK! AAAAH!!"
This realm, one which shines with the Creator's former glory, is none other than the Great Beyond, a place of unfathomable concentrated power. It grabs onto the last dragon's soul and pulls with a power beyond what any deity can resist, but Leviathan still stubbornly digs his claws into the ground while sweeping his spiritual senses across the Great Beyond's interior.
"GIVE HER TO ME. MY LITTLE LADY IS NOT YOURS TO TAKE!"
Satan resurrects, only to find himself standing in the middle of a hurricane. Invisible and immaterial threads of magical energy grab onto the Devil's body and yank him upward, but he manipulates Hades' Vectors to latch onto a nearby tree. Its corporeal and non-sentient form resist the pull of the Great Beyond, allowing Satan to anchor himself to reality itself.
"Spawn of a broodmother!" Satan curses. "What in the Seven Hells is going on?!"
Nobody answers Satan. He tries to summon a portal using one of the many Warper souls he owns, but the portal instantly destabilizes, preventing him from escaping.
At the same time, Leviathan locks onto one specific soul out of the trillions drifting in the Great Beyond. He reaches out with his senses and reels it in. The closer it draws to him, the mightier the pressure on his own soul becomes.
Less than a minute later, the ancient dragon begins to feel fatigued like never before in all his life. A deep desire to sleep wafts over his senses, causing his eyes to lazily blink.
"No... no... not yet... I must first... reform... her vessel..."
Using the last bit of his strength, Leviathan recreates Amelia's human body. However, he changes its internal structure, optimizing it for his leftover draconic power. The moment he finishes, Leviathan tears Amelia's soul out of the Great Beyond, places it inside her body, and attaches it securely with his last vestiges of strength.
Finally, his eyes close for the last time.
"I will... always... love you... my little..."
The dragon's body slumps forward. It falls lifelessly to the dirt, while a soul-orb as big as a firetruck leaps from its confines and rushes toward the crack in the sky.
Seconds later, the rift to the Great Beyond collapses, sealing itself shut forever more.
Silence falls across the planet.
Satan shakily releases his grip on the tree, the one which saved his soul from being devoured by the Great Beyond. His knees clack together as he tries to stand, but the sheer tearing sensations which ravaged his soul require a moderate amount of time for him to recover.
As the Devil stabilizes his breathing, Amelia opens her eyes.
She abruptly sits up, a look of surprise on her face.
"I'm... I'm alive? But how?"
The Black Witch blinks several times. She turns her head to the right, and then to the left.
Her vision locks onto Leviathan's corpse, the body of the dragon she loves more than anyone else in the universe.
"Levvy? Levvy?!"
Amelia jumps to her feet. She runs toward Leviathan's body and tries to wrap her arms around his snout.
"Speak to me! Levvy!! What's wrong?! Are you sleeping? What's going..."
As she touches the last dragon's body, a faint soul imprint activates in her mind. Leviathan's last words repeat to her.
"My little lady..."
"Since the moment we first met, I have always loved you."
"If only we could have spent the rest of eternity together... I would have liked that."
"Once I am gone, I hope that you will eventually forget about me and find another who brings you happiness."
"I do not wish for you to eternally grieve, as I would in your place."
"You deserve better than that."
Amelia's chest burns. Her throat locks up, while countless emotions cascade within her body.
"No... no, it can't be true... he can't be..."
While Satan recovers strength in his legs, Amelia loses strength in hers. She collapses to her knees and breaks down sobbing, while the Devil stands up, breathing normally once again.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Satan mutters. "Now you're the same as me. If I can't get my lover back, then you can't get yours back, either. That's what I call fairness."
The Devil conjures another massive fire orb. He gazes at the broken woman with one last look of pity before burning a thousand souls.
"No hard feelings, Leviathan. You signed a contract with the Devil... and one way or another, I always get my payback. Uuuaahh!!"
Satan hurls the fiery orb at Amelia's back, intending to smite her where she stands. The destructive ball of energy crashes against her body and explodes, blasting a small amount of nuclear energy in every direction.
Satan averts his eyes for a moment, shielding them from the white-hot light. Once it dims, he opens them again, only to nearly jump out of his skin!
The Black Witch, who he so easily dispatched earlier, now stands less than a foot away from him, a murderous look of rage in her eyes.
"You took Levvy from me." Amelia growls. "Suffer the consequences."
Before Satan can react, Amelia's hand snaps at his neck with a viper-like motion. She grabs the Devil by his throat and hoists him into the air, forcing Satan to attack her with everything he has. He unleashes the might of his Vectors, pummeling and bashing Amelia with all of his ethereal limbs.
However, those pitiful attacks merely glance off her skin, as if having struck the hardest set of dragonscale armor in the universe. She doesn't even blink as the water droplet-like blows rain on her.
Snap.
Amelia twists her wrist and shatters Satan's neck, killing him instantly. As the light fades from Satan's eyes, so too does the light from hers. Amelia's pupils turn pitch-black. She conjures the might of a dragon to engulf Satan's soul, forcibly placing the cruelest and most vicious slave contract on him that one could possibly imagine.
"Only once have I ever used this power..." Amelia hisses. "On that bastard, Arthur. I didn't have the power to take his soul at the time, but I do, now. And all it cost me was the life of my best friend in the whole universe. I will not kill you, DEVIL. I will make you suffer for all eternity as my undying SLAVE."
Despite suffering a sixty-second death, Satan's body still spasms, and his mouth lets out an animalistic scream of pain as Amelia sends a surge of draconic energy into his very soul. She continues torturing him for hours, all while staring the Devil dead in the eyes.
"From this day forward... all demons will be my ENEMIES!"
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Lucifer turns to Belial, a smirk formed at the corner of her mouth. She enjoys the delicious look of pain on Belial's face while she watches her husband suffer the agony of a thousand deaths at Amelia's hands.
"Do you finally understand, whore?" Lucifer asks. "I led Satan to the Black Witch. I learned of Leviathan's existence through a slip-up she made, and I decided to pit the Devil against the former dragon. My third eye can pierce all illusions. I even managed to save that delicious moment for you! Ah, if only I had been able to show it to you sooner. But, who knows? Perhaps all these years of never knowing the answer have only made the truth even more torturous for you!"
Belial chokes back a sob. "You... you led Satan to his death... just like Ose said... but why, Lucifer? WHY?! Satan gave you control of the Hell of Blood! Even after all the resentments you both accrued, he never slighted you!"
"But he DID!" Lucifer shrieks. She walks over and presses her four-titted chest against Belial's, making sure to loom right in the succubus's face. "I should have been the one to lead demonkind! Satan stole that title from me! After that little shit disappeared for thousands of years, it was ME who saved our people from the clutches of despair! Satan never had the right to call himself our First Emperor!"
"You have always been a jealous bastard!" Belial cries. "Satan led our people out of Heaven! He brought us to the dragon, and he returned to destroy the angels during the War in Heaven! Ultimately, he led our people to total victory over our oppressors! How could you ever think he was unworthy?!"
Lucifer pulls away. She snorts contemptuously.
"All he ever had was a bit of good luck. He was lucky to receive the powers he did, while I achieved just as many feats as him with lesser strength! Truly, I am and always was the superior Emperor!"
Belial lowers her head. A look of deep sorrow washes over her expression. She even stops trying to fight against her restraints.
"You're so... empty. You are a hollow woman. An empty shell. You have never experienced the beauty of love. You only ever take, take, take from the people around you. You're a parasite, Lucifer. That is why your own son turned against you. All those years ago, nobody knew how or why you suddenly disappeared... but now I do. Gressil killed you because you only ever treated him as a tool. Ose, your favorite little girl, never loved you either. You were only a tool for her usage, just as she was for you."
Lucifer curls her upper lip, exposing her knife-like teeth. "Watch your mouth, Belial. My little girl means more to me than you could ever understand! Even after my ungrateful son turned on me, my daughter has become a demoness far beyond the likes of you!"
Belial frowns. She stares at Lucifer for a moment, before shaking her head.
"You don't know, do you?"
"I don't know what?" Lucifer asks, leering toward Belial with a look of pure smugness.
"Ose died." Belial says. "And Bael is the one who killed her. Your daughter fell to a mere Duke."
"What?!" Lucifer asks, recoiling slightly. "You lie! There's no way that limp-dicked Duke of Pain could accomplish such a feat! My daughter is invincible!"
Belial's lips curve into a wry smile. "You don't have to believe my words, Lucifer. Look for yourself. I watched her die with my own eyes."
Lucifer's third eye flashes. She plays through Belial's memories in a flash, reading her mind as easily as if it were an open book.
"No, no, no!! It's not possible!" Lucifer shrieks. "Ose is mommy's little girl! She's perfect! PERFECT! Not a useless cavorting slut like you! I trained her every day! I molded her into a killing machine, just like me!"
"Hahaha... well, you didn't do a good enough job." Belial whispers. "In the end, you lost to Satan, and Ose lost to me. Like mother, like daughter. Both useless."
"AAAAAHHH!!"
Lucifer grabs the side of her head and yanks at her hair. Pure rage clouds every inch of her vision, making her overlook the fact that Ose would most likely revive as one of Mephisto's pawns.
Not that such a thought would help her. For Lucifer's precious baby girl to fall in battle is a blow that utterly crushes her sense of superiority. Lucifer staggers backward, fighting off the waves of hatred that wash over her mind as she replays every moment of her life, all the 'wasted' time she spent with Ose, while her precious little girl only ended up losing in the end.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!!" Lucifer screams. "She was supposed to be PERFECT!! Perfect-perfect-perfect!!"
The illusory world momentarily destabilizes. With Lucifer's mind suffering continuous self-inflicted wounds, the seemingly unbreakable aspects of her Demonic Trance begin to fall apart, giving Belial a chance to escape.
The Second Emperor, while not particularly versed in soul manipulation, conjures what mental strength she has left to tear out of the bindings that once held her in place. She breaks away from the demonstone table, raises her fist, and storms directly at the Emperor of Providence.
"Hey, Lucy! This is for Satan! Eat shit and DIE!"
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I've been yo-yoing up and down the same 6lbs for months now, and struggling to get back into a place where I can eat healthily without slipping up very quickly, but I think I've managed to do it and it's all thanks to McDonalds.
My parents came to visit me on Monday with my niece, and bought her a McDonalds for a treat, and they dropped one off for me as well. Within hours I'd developed chills and a fever, stomach pain, dreadful evacuation... my McDonalds gave me gastroenteritis :(
It has not been a pleasant week, as my stomach is very sensitive and still painful, and although the worst symptoms have gone I have had to re-think my eating habits and motivations very quickly.
I've made some great changes with my food, and I'm eating small, healthier, regular meals. I'm not binge-eating anything. There's unhealthy treat food in my cupboards and I've been able to leave it there. The food choices I've made are ones that I can see being appealing over time, they're cost effective, and are just GOOD FOR ME.
Number one priority is to heal my stomach, but if I can get myself into new habits, then I'm going to start reaping the benefits. My mental health is already feeling better, I think from my body being better nourished with vitamins etc, or maybe it's the side effect of having finally let go of the notion that I'll always have a bad relationship with food.
One of my number one blockers to losing weight was that I could be something of a hedonist about food. I love delicious food, and I will always enjoy cooking a proper meal with rich ingredients, but I will not subject myself to high sugar, high fat, high calorie binge-fests any more. I have hurt my body so many times, deliberately, with binges. I will not do it voluntarily any more. Being sick with gastro meant that I couldn't focus on binge food and eating, and guess what? I didn't keel over! Nothing bad happened, by letting go of the need to constantly consume.
My poor body though. I was dismayed to find stretch marks higher up on my stomach, which are new, and I assume due to my stomach bloating up when I was sick. I'm trying to eat probiotic yoghurt and drink ACV in water in the morning to try and keep on top of the bloating, and I guess I can only really try to keep the stretchmarks moisturised and hope they fade to silver as I lose weight. I think it just makes me sad to see my body crying out for help.
I've lost 7lbs in total since I started my weight loss journey (so, over the last couple of months), so I hope and pray that I'm over the 6lbs hurdle, as that's 1/3 of the weight I gained in lockdown, and once the lockdown weight is gone, I can really get started on the rest of it.
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2021.12.03 10:26 Klokinator Cryopod Refresh 313: Satan's Fall

Belial struggles against the dreamlike restraints binding her to a table. Despite her deity-like strength and ability to shatter demonstone with her bare hands, once trapped inside of Lucifer's Demonic Trance, no amount of physical power will avail her.
The slab holding Belial prisoner levitates vertically, allowing her to watch as a giant, open field materializes before her. The flowers and grass have almost a dream-like quality to them, making Belial's soul feel more and more tired as the minutes tick by.
Lucifer stands at Belial's side. She waves her hand casually, summoning a phantom image of Satan the Devil, as well as a familiar black-haired woman, the former Black Witch, Amelia Greyheart.
Amelia's appearance, that of a 30-something woman with luscious red lips, pitch-black hair that stretches past her hips, and a skirt/blouse combination best described as 'Gothic Lolita,' stands arrogantly before the Devil, a frown on her face.
"Satan the Devil." Amelia states, her tone neither warm nor cold. "Why have you come here? We don't have any business with each other."
Despite being much shorter than the Black Witch, Satan still puffs out his chest, acting as if he is the bigger man.
"That's where you're wrong, woman. Listen up. A little mouse told me that you have a friend in your head. Leviathan. I want to speak to him."
Amelia's eyes immediately narrow to slits.
"Who told you that? I have kept Levvy's presence a secret for ages. Nobody should know."
"So you admit it's true," Satan says, not deigning to answer her question. "Cut the crap. I don't like hitting broads. Bring out that dragon, 'cause I need to talk to him."
"Levvy doesn't want to speak to you." Amelia says. She crosses her arms and tilts her body a few degrees backward, looking down on the Devil as if he were an annoying gnat. "You two long ago concluded your business. After everything he has given you, including the power to finally exterminate the angels, you should be bowing at my feet and pledging to serve him for all eternity. But judging by your tone, you've come in search of even more handouts. Truly, you are a reprehensible little wretch."
Satan clenches his jaw. "Shut your mouth, bitch. I'm not here looking for a handout. I'm here to finally get the PAYMENT I earned! Now you tell that dragon to get out here, before I rearrange your face!"
Amelia's expression shifts to a light smirk. "You think you have the ability, little Devil? Levvy gave you your power. I can take it away. You are nothing before-"
She pauses mid-sentence, then turns her gaze away. After looking vacantly into the distance, Amelia crinkles her nose.
"...Count your blessings. Levvy says he'll talk to you. Don't piss him off, or you'll piss me off."
The Black Witch's gaze turns hollow. Her pupils expand to fill her eyes, and a trickle of darkness draconic energy begins to fall from her body and poison the surrounding vegetation.
"Satan." Amelia says again, her voice noticeably deeper. "I do not wish to be disturbed. Leave now, and I will forgive your unkind words against the woman I love."
"Leviathan," Satan says, taking a step forward. "Finally, you came out. Listen here, pal. We had a deal! I've fulfilled my end of the bargain. Now, it's your turn."
Leviathan frowns. "I know not of what you speak."
"Don't play stupid with me! There's no way some ancient dragon would forget so easily!" Satan exclaims. "You told me that if I killed all the angels, you would bring my girl back. Well, I've got part of Nerissa's soul inside me, all these millennia later. I have her body. And now, the angels are dead! So I want you to bring her back, just like you said you would!"
Leviathan slowly blinks.
"Ah. I see. Indeed, I had forgotten my casual offering. Truth be told, I never thought you had it in you. Killing all of the angels was a remarkable feat. You have much to be proud of."
"I don't want your compliments," Satan says. "I want you to do what you promised. So, do we still have a deal?"
Several seconds of silence follow.
Leviathan looks away, toward the pale blue sky of an unknown world. Not Earth, but some other planet, connected through a warp-gate to the Labyrinth's central nexus.
"Mmm. At the time I stated those words, I was a different person. I was still hollow, empty, and bitter, much like yourself. But... after spending five thousand years with my little lady... I no longer hold the same banal hatred I once did. Whether the angels lived or died, I long ago stopped caring. Their deaths only brought a small sense of closure to the loss of my mother, my brothers, and my sisters."
Leviathan shakes Amelia's head.
"I am sorry, Satan. I know it pains you to hear this, but I cannot give up my soul to bring back the woman you love. Now that I have my little lady, I would never do anything which would leave her alone in this world. The two of us have each other, and that is all. Bringing back your beloved Nerissa would cost me my life, and that is a price I am unwilling to pay."
Satan's pupils shrink to pinpricks.
"What? I spent... I spent thousands of years organizing, fighting, and crushing the humans and angels, all for the sake of finally bringing Nerissa back! Bub, you're a goddamned liar! You promised me you'd bring her back! You made a contract with me!"
Leviathan's expression turns sharp. "I did no such thing. I merely said that I would consider bringing her back. After all this time, I have done so, and judged her life unworthy of mine. You have neither the right nor the might to force my actions, and so, I have no reason to entertain your requests any longer."
Satan's smoldering rage grows hotter by the second. He motions with his hand, causing a flash of light to materialize in front of him.
"Hades! Talk some sense into this overgrown mutt!"
Archangel Samael, now a faithful servant of the Devil, congeals into a spiritual body vaguely resembling his original self, albeit much more transparent and ghostly than any flesh body would appear. He levitates between Leviathan and Satan, acting as an arbiter.
"Leviathan." Hades says. "It is good to speak to thee once more. I thought thou hads't died."
"Hmph. There are few things in this universe capable of slaying the Last Dragon," Leviathan says. "Are you going to negotiate on that red rat's behalf?"
Hades shoots a glance back at Satan's angry face, then returns his gaze to Amelia's.
"Nay. I respect thee too much, brother. Restoring my memories was a boon I cannot ever forget. This dispute between the Devil and thee is not one in which I will interfere."
"Hades!" Satan snaps. "What are you doing? You know how much this means to me! Do you think I only killed the angels just for revenge? I repeated my true motive constantly, at least a thousand times!"
"Thy request would cost my brother his life," Hades says. "He is the last dragon. His life is incalculably more valuable than that of thy fallen mate. I refuse to press him for assistance on thy behalf."
Satan balls his hands into fists.
"It's not fair... it's not fair! If you weren't willing to make the deal, you never should have made that promise! I hate people who break their contracts, Leviathan!"
"Satan," Hades says. "Calm down. I know this news hurts, but thy mate-"
Before the fallen Archangel can finish his sentence, Satan motions with his hand to desummon him. Storms of rage burn in his eyes as he looks at Amelia with blood-curdling hatred.
"Nobody cheats Satan the Devil! All contract terms are FINAL!"
Leviathan's frown becomes ugly.
"Do not test my patience, Satan. I have gone easy on you in the past, but if you make a move on my little lady, this dragon will retaliate without holding back."
"Oh, I'll make a move, bub." Satan spits. "I'll make you regret ever going back on your word!"
...
A massive battle follows. Satan the Devil launches an onslaught against the Black Witch, Amelia Greyheart. Despite the dragon's power flowing through her body, and despite the thousands of years she has spent adapting to Leviathan's power, the Black Witch only manages to output a fraction of his ultimate power. In the end, she is merely a human trying to manipulate the power of an ancient deity.
Satan, possessing tens of thousands, perhaps even millions of human, angel, and demon souls, 'cheats' by expending them like candy to boost his own strength. He flings meteors, fireballs, and other elemental attacks with impunity, raining down Hellfire on the Black Witch.
Slowly but surely, Satan gains an absolute advantage over Amelia.
"I warned you!" The Devil roars. "Nobody double-crosses me!"
Amelia summons a darkness shield to protect herself.
"What do you hope to accomplish, Devil? Do you think you can force Levvy to revive your woman?! He'll never bow to a red rat like you!"
"If he won't give his life freely," Satan exclaims, as he burns ten thousand souls at once to summon a mountain-crushing ball of fire, "Then that dragon can BURN for all eternity! And you can go with him!"
"Satan! No!" Amelia screams.
Her cries go unheard. Satan releases the fireball, its scorching heat eradicating all plant-life for tens of miles in every direction. Amelia doesn't even manage to utter one last cry of agony before the fireball explodes against her shield, killing her instantly and reducing her corpse to ash.
Not only does the explosion kill Amelia, but it also kills the Devil, too. However, sixty seconds later, Satan reforms thanks to his undying demonic powers. He revives on the spot, finding himself standing alone on that scorched world.
"...Absolute bastard." Satan growls.
The Devil's heart sinks. He gazes into the distance wistfully, recalling all those years he slaved for the sake of eradicating angelkind. Even now, while his species rejoices at finally killing their most hated enemies, all he feels is emptiness.
"I promised Lilia I'd bring her sister back... so many times. Sorry, babe. I let you down."
The pot-bellied Devil turns to walk away.
However, in that obliterated wasteland, a heavy mana pressure emerges. The power of a dragon manifests from seemingly nowhere, causing the Devil to whirl around in surprise.
"What? Leviathan? You're still alive?!"
The ancient dragon's soul materializes as a ominous black orb. It slowly congeals and reforms, changing from an utterly nebulous shape into the apparition of Leviathan's former self.
The black dragon opens his eyes. His expression turns solemn as he looks down at the tiny, shivering demon before him.
"Satan. Long has it been since I felt such a sense of unfathomable loss. To have angered me this badly, it would be insufficient to call you a demon with a death wish."
Leviathan's eyes shift from Satan to a faint layer of ash spread over one particular bit of scorched dirt.
"My little lady. She was the only woman I loved. She was everything to me. How ironic that a man who should understand the pain of loss would unleash that same agony upon me. You are even more wretched and vile than I ever imagined."
Satan sucks in a breath. "Why didn't you die?!"
Leviathan ignores his question. "I have many regrets, small one. I regret not standing up to the angels. I regret only spending few thousand fleeting years with my little lady. But most of all... I regret not killing you."
The First Emperor screams in rage. His voice contains more than a hint of fear as he lobs lightning bolts, holy energy orbs, and even more fireballs at the dragon, burning thousands of souls to empower himself.
These attacks, previously capable of turning the Black Witch to ash, merely splash against the dragon's rapidly reforming body. They don't injure him in the slightest.
By the time Leviathan fully rematerializes, his sickening magical power has already began to suppress the Devil's mana, drastically weakening Satan's every attack.
Leviathan blinks slowly. "Perish for a while, demon."
With a casual wave of his claw, the last dragon brings an ungodly rain of darkness energy down, smiting the Devil where he stands. Satan's body splatters into a pile of plasma-like goo, giving Leviathan sixty seconds of silence to ruminate on what has happened.
"My little lady..." He murmurs to the scattered ashes at his feet. "Since the moment we first met, I have always loved you. If only we could have spent the rest of eternity together... I would have liked that. Once I am gone, I hope that you will eventually forget about me and find another who brings you happiness. I do not wish for you to eternally grieve, as I would in your place. You deserve better than that."
The dark dragon, an entity who has lived for countless eons, lifts his head to roar in anguish at the sky. Tears stream from his eyes as he concentrates all of his life-force into his soul.
Above him, a tear appears in space. For a brief moment, a brilliant light shines down upon the scorched world. Each radiant ray revitalizes the land, rapidly regrowing all the dead flowers and grass, returning it to its former beauty.
At the same time, a tremendous tugging sensation begins to pull on Leviathan's soul. Terrible agony wracks his very being, but he resists it and continues to roar at the void.
"NO. YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY SOUL! NOT UNTIL... YOU GIVE ME... MY LITTLE LADY BACK! AAAAH!!"
This realm, one which shines with the Creator's former glory, is none other than the Great Beyond, a place of unfathomable concentrated power. It grabs onto the last dragon's soul and pulls with a power beyond what any deity can resist, but Leviathan still stubbornly digs his claws into the ground while sweeping his spiritual senses across the Great Beyond's interior.
"GIVE HER TO ME. MY LITTLE LADY IS NOT YOURS TO TAKE!"
Satan resurrects, only to find himself standing in the middle of a hurricane. Invisible and immaterial threads of magical energy grab onto the Devil's body and yank him upward, but he manipulates Hades' Vectors to latch onto a nearby tree. Its corporeal and non-sentient form resist the pull of the Great Beyond, allowing Satan to anchor himself to reality itself.
"Spawn of a broodmother!" Satan curses. "What in the Seven Hells is going on?!"
Nobody answers Satan. He tries to summon a portal using one of the many Warper souls he owns, but the portal instantly destabilizes, preventing him from escaping.
At the same time, Leviathan locks onto one specific soul out of the trillions drifting in the Great Beyond. He reaches out with his senses and reels it in. The closer it draws to him, the mightier the pressure on his own soul becomes.
Less than a minute later, the ancient dragon begins to feel fatigued like never before in all his life. A deep desire to sleep wafts over his senses, causing his eyes to lazily blink.
"No... no... not yet... I must first... reform... her vessel..."
Using the last bit of his strength, Leviathan recreates Amelia's human body. However, he changes its internal structure, optimizing it for his leftover draconic power. The moment he finishes, Leviathan tears Amelia's soul out of the Great Beyond, places it inside her body, and attaches it securely with his last vestiges of strength.
Finally, his eyes close for the last time.
"I will... always... love you... my little..."
The dragon's body slumps forward. It falls lifelessly to the dirt, while a soul-orb as big as a firetruck leaps from its confines and rushes toward the crack in the sky.
Seconds later, the rift to the Great Beyond collapses, sealing itself shut forever more.
Silence falls across the planet.
Satan shakily releases his grip on the tree, the one which saved his soul from being devoured by the Great Beyond. His knees clack together as he tries to stand, but the sheer tearing sensations which ravaged his soul require a moderate amount of time for him to recover.
As the Devil stabilizes his breathing, Amelia opens her eyes.
She abruptly sits up, a look of surprise on her face.
"I'm... I'm alive? But how?"
The Black Witch blinks several times. She turns her head to the right, and then to the left.
Her vision locks onto Leviathan's corpse, the body of the dragon she loves more than anyone else in the universe.
"Levvy? Levvy?!"
Amelia jumps to her feet. She runs toward Leviathan's body and tries to wrap her arms around his snout.
"Speak to me! Levvy!! What's wrong?! Are you sleeping? What's going..."
As she touches the last dragon's body, a faint soul imprint activates in her mind. Leviathan's last words repeat to her.
"My little lady..."
"Since the moment we first met, I have always loved you."
"If only we could have spent the rest of eternity together... I would have liked that."
"Once I am gone, I hope that you will eventually forget about me and find another who brings you happiness."
"I do not wish for you to eternally grieve, as I would in your place."
"You deserve better than that."
Amelia's chest burns. Her throat locks up, while countless emotions cascade within her body.
"No... no, it can't be true... he can't be..."
While Satan recovers strength in his legs, Amelia loses strength in hers. She collapses to her knees and breaks down sobbing, while the Devil stands up, breathing normally once again.
"Hurts, doesn't it?" Satan mutters. "Now you're the same as me. If I can't get my lover back, then you can't get yours back, either. That's what I call fairness."
The Devil conjures another massive fire orb. He gazes at the broken woman with one last look of pity before burning a thousand souls.
"No hard feelings, Leviathan. You signed a contract with the Devil... and one way or another, I always get my payback. Uuuaahh!!"
Satan hurls the fiery orb at Amelia's back, intending to smite her where she stands. The destructive ball of energy crashes against her body and explodes, blasting a small amount of nuclear energy in every direction.
Satan averts his eyes for a moment, shielding them from the white-hot light. Once it dims, he opens them again, only to nearly jump out of his skin!
The Black Witch, who he so easily dispatched earlier, now stands less than a foot away from him, a murderous look of rage in her eyes.
"You took Levvy from me." Amelia growls. "Suffer the consequences."
Before Satan can react, Amelia's hand snaps at his neck with a viper-like motion. She grabs the Devil by his throat and hoists him into the air, forcing Satan to attack her with everything he has. He unleashes the might of his Vectors, pummeling and bashing Amelia with all of his ethereal limbs.
However, those pitiful attacks merely glance off her skin, as if having struck the hardest set of dragonscale armor in the universe. She doesn't even blink as the water droplet-like blows rain on her.
Snap.
Amelia twists her wrist and shatters Satan's neck, killing him instantly. As the light fades from Satan's eyes, so too does the light from hers. Amelia's pupils turn pitch-black. She conjures the might of a dragon to engulf Satan's soul, forcibly placing the cruelest and most vicious slave contract on him that one could possibly imagine.
"Only once have I ever used this power..." Amelia hisses. "On that bastard, Arthur. I didn't have the power to take his soul at the time, but I do, now. And all it cost me was the life of my best friend in the whole universe. I will not kill you, DEVIL. I will make you suffer for all eternity as my undying SLAVE."
Despite suffering a sixty-second death, Satan's body still spasms, and his mouth lets out an animalistic scream of pain as Amelia sends a surge of draconic energy into his very soul. She continues torturing him for hours, all while staring the Devil dead in the eyes.
"From this day forward... all demons will be my ENEMIES!"
...................................
Lucifer turns to Belial, a smirk formed at the corner of her mouth. She enjoys the delicious look of pain on Belial's face while she watches her husband suffer the agony of a thousand deaths at Amelia's hands.
"Do you finally understand, whore?" Lucifer asks. "I led Satan to the Black Witch. I learned of Leviathan's existence through a slip-up she made, and I decided to pit the Devil against the former dragon. My third eye can pierce all illusions. I even managed to save that delicious moment for you! Ah, if only I had been able to show it to you sooner. But, who knows? Perhaps all these years of never knowing the answer have only made the truth even more torturous for you!"
Belial chokes back a sob. "You... you led Satan to his death... just like Ose said... but why, Lucifer? WHY?! Satan gave you control of the Hell of Blood! Even after all the resentments you both accrued, he never slighted you!"
"But he DID!" Lucifer shrieks. She walks over and presses her four-titted chest against Belial's, making sure to loom right in the succubus's face. "I should have been the one to lead demonkind! Satan stole that title from me! After that little shit disappeared for thousands of years, it was ME who saved our people from the clutches of despair! Satan never had the right to call himself our First Emperor!"
"You have always been a jealous bastard!" Belial cries. "Satan led our people out of Heaven! He brought us to the dragon, and he returned to destroy the angels during the War in Heaven! Ultimately, he led our people to total victory over our oppressors! How could you ever think he was unworthy?!"
Lucifer pulls away. She snorts contemptuously.
"All he ever had was a bit of good luck. He was lucky to receive the powers he did, while I achieved just as many feats as him with lesser strength! Truly, I am and always was the superior Emperor!"
Belial lowers her head. A look of deep sorrow washes over her expression. She even stops trying to fight against her restraints.
"You're so... empty. You are a hollow woman. An empty shell. You have never experienced the beauty of love. You only ever take, take, take from the people around you. You're a parasite, Lucifer. That is why your own son turned against you. All those years ago, nobody knew how or why you suddenly disappeared... but now I do. Gressil killed you because you only ever treated him as a tool. Ose, your favorite little girl, never loved you either. You were only a tool for her usage, just as she was for you."
Lucifer curls her upper lip, exposing her knife-like teeth. "Watch your mouth, Belial. My little girl means more to me than you could ever understand! Even after my ungrateful son turned on me, my daughter has become a demoness far beyond the likes of you!"
Belial frowns. She stares at Lucifer for a moment, before shaking her head.
"You don't know, do you?"
"I don't know what?" Lucifer asks, leering toward Belial with a look of pure smugness.
"Ose died." Belial says. "And Bael is the one who killed her. Your daughter fell to a mere Duke."
"What?!" Lucifer asks, recoiling slightly. "You lie! There's no way that limp-dicked Duke of Pain could accomplish such a feat! My daughter is invincible!"
Belial's lips curve into a wry smile. "You don't have to believe my words, Lucifer. Look for yourself. I watched her die with my own eyes."
Lucifer's third eye flashes. She plays through Belial's memories in a flash, reading her mind as easily as if it were an open book.
"No, no, no!! It's not possible!" Lucifer shrieks. "Ose is mommy's little girl! She's perfect! PERFECT! Not a useless cavorting slut like you! I trained her every day! I molded her into a killing machine, just like me!"
"Hahaha... well, you didn't do a good enough job." Belial whispers. "In the end, you lost to Satan, and Ose lost to me. Like mother, like daughter. Both useless."
"AAAAAHHH!!"
Lucifer grabs the side of her head and yanks at her hair. Pure rage clouds every inch of her vision, making her overlook the fact that Ose would most likely revive as one of Mephisto's pawns.
Not that such a thought would help her. For Lucifer's precious baby girl to fall in battle is a blow that utterly crushes her sense of superiority. Lucifer staggers backward, fighting off the waves of hatred that wash over her mind as she replays every moment of her life, all the 'wasted' time she spent with Ose, while her precious little girl only ended up losing in the end.
"IT'S NOT FAIR!!" Lucifer screams. "She was supposed to be PERFECT!! Perfect-perfect-perfect!!"
The illusory world momentarily destabilizes. With Lucifer's mind suffering continuous self-inflicted wounds, the seemingly unbreakable aspects of her Demonic Trance begin to fall apart, giving Belial a chance to escape.
The Second Emperor, while not particularly versed in soul manipulation, conjures what mental strength she has left to tear out of the bindings that once held her in place. She breaks away from the demonstone table, raises her fist, and storms directly at the Emperor of Providence.
"Hey, Lucy! This is for Satan! Eat shit and DIE!"
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