A Fiend's Game

///LEVEL 3: His Silver Mane///

Val could see the village in the distance. Quite a rural place. Dim moonlight made it harder to discern colors, but he could already say that it was colorful. He wondered how will it look like under the sunlight.

On his way down the road he managed to seal the Hound away. The seal he made this time was hurried and incomplete, and the Hound was left unhappy with a fact that it didn't had as much forest inside to live in. It agreed to bear with it for the time being though.

As they were getting closer to their destination, Val started to feel that something is off. He felt as if he was a tipsy, but this feeling was getting stronger every minute. He looked at the mare in his hands.

Now, that they were out of the woods and there was enough light, he could see that he was mistaken about a color of her coat. It was not purple, but a gentle lavender tone. Her mane was dark purple with lighter strands, and a strand of pink.

His view shifted down her body, making him gulp. Something was definitely wrong with him. He started having weird thoughts again, and found it hard to avert his gaze.

The little mare managed to fall asleep in his arms. He rocked her gently, to wake her up. Twilight shifted a bit and opened her eyes.

"We are near the village now. Where is your home?"

"There. See that big tree? It is a library. I live there."

"You live in the library?" Val lifted his brows in surprise.

"Yes. I do not have to go to work, and I always have the books I need on hoof."

The streets of the village were empty. Apparently there was no night life, and that played in Val's favor. Preoccupied with sorting out his own emotions, he was not ready to face these people.

[Ral? I need your help! I think I'm starting to lose it!] He called, but the demon was silent, and that worried him.

To his surprise the tree Twilight told him about was apparently still alive, while being carved up from inside. He could see doors, windows and a balcony, that made this giant tree all the more similar to the regular building. Any elf would throw a fit just from looking at it. Building their houses in unusual ways seemed to be a norm here, as he could see a house in shape of a cake further down the street.

"It is open." Said Twilight, as Val got close to the tree.

He looked at it. Something was off. "There is light inside."

"I may have forgotten to blow out the candles," Twilight answered with a sheepish smile.

"What would happen if somepony decided to drop by while you're away?"

"They will have to check out books by themselves. That is how it worked before I settled here."

Val wondered about the crime rate in this parts. Apparently in a small community like this everypony knew everypony, and that helped a bit, but not locking their doors? And using candles in a tree? That was something.

He opened the door with his shoulder and bent down to walk through the low doorway. Surprisingly, the ceiling inside was high enough for him to stand comfortably.

He carefully put Twilight down on the floor. "Can you walk?"

"Yes, I … ." She said, trying to stand down, but her hindlegs were still shaky. She made a few steps, then fell on her haunches.

Seeing her like this made Val wish to carry her again, and that thought invoked a flurry of ideas. Mostly naughty ones. Even in her current state she was cute and... Beautiful? Val shrugged, trying to sort out the mess of thoughts that were filling his mind. Whatever was happening to him. this condition progressed. He had to get away from her.

"I have to go now." He turned away and started to walk to the door.

"Where are you going? I thought you wanted to hand yourself over to our authorities."

"I have a better idea. The bog where that monster attacked as seemed like a fine place."

"A fine place for what? Are you going to live there?"

"No." Val gulped. "I'll drown myself in it. I'm sure that thing would be happy to get her meal. This way, demons won't be able to control my body after I die. That would not be necessary, usually, but my safeguard is broken."

"Are you serious about this 'demon' stuff?" She still could not believe him. To throw his life away just like that … .

"I am a Fiendmaster. I use powers of the demons I catch. You saw the glowing blue paw I used in a fight?" Twilight nodded. "That was the Hound. The tamest of my demons."

She believed him now. "But why? Why would you try to kill yourself now? What changed?"

"Look, I … ." He sat down before her. "When I am around you my head fills with thoughts and wishes. I want you." He said suddenly. "I want you so much I can barely hold myself." He placed his hand on her cheek.

To Twilights surprise, the feel of his smooth skin was more pleasant than anything. Unconsciously, she nuzzled it slightly, then looked him in the eyes, not quite understanding what he had just said.

For Val, that was the last drop. He leaned in and kissed her hard on the lips, invading her mouth with his tongue. Twilight's eyes widened in surprise. When Valianir broke the kiss, she still could not realize what had just happen. Her thoughts were running around in different directions. That was her first kiss! Did she hated it? Did she liked it? She could not decide what to think. Should she be afraid? For some reason she was not scared by this sudden outburst.

"See? I can not control myself anymore!" His voice was shaking."I'm afraid that I might hurt you again — I won't be able to live with that." It took all his will to slowly remove his hand from Twilight's cheek.

"I should go." He stood up again.

Twilight realized that if she would let him go now, she will never see him again. Something in his eyes told her that he was really determined to follow through with his plan.

"Do not do this." If she won't think of something, he is going to die.

"If I stay, I might not be able to hold back."

"Then don't." Words came out of her mouth before she could think. Why did she said that? He is going to be alive. He said he could harm her. But would he? Twilight remembered the eyes of the demon that captured her in the forest. Those eyes were filled with rage and thirst. Valianir was different. His eyes were full of sadness and regret. Was he still dangerous? Yes, but Twilight — liked it? This last thought derailed train of her thoughts, making it crash. Did she like him?

o--(===<3=====-

"Then don't."

That did it. The remains of Val's restraint were brutally crushed. He walked to Twilight and took her head in his hands, caressing her cheeks. He looked into her eyes, trying to find an answer. Why? He didn't see it. But he didn't see any signs of fear either. Unable to resist the urge, he kissed her again. Controlling himself this time was easier. He wanted to make this contact as pleasurable to her as possible. He wanted to be gentle.

Twilight closed her eyes and accepted his kiss. This time it was completely different. He hesitated to use his tongue this time. While she never read any book that specialized on kissing, several explicit romance stories Rarity lend her had it covered in enough detail. She entered his mouth with her tongue, and met his halfway. She tried to give it a lick, but it slided alongside her own tongue and swirled around it. The feeling was new to her, but not as unpleasant as she was afraid. Descriptions given in the books weirded her out. His tongue was much different from hers, short and flat. Unintentionally, she touched one of his canines, and she could not help but shiver a bit. Overcoming herself, she touched his teeth with excitement of the explorer. While his front teeth were sharp like a predators, his back ones were flat like ones of a pony.

Val felt the mare's growing confidence in the way she kissed. As her long tongue began playing with his inside his mouth, he put his hand on her neck, gently pushing her. He ran his fingers through her mane, enjoying the feeling. He traced the back of her head and touched her ears lightly. This was not like kissing a humanoid woman. Not at all.

After several minutes they broke a kiss, both breathing heavily. His heart was trembling, ready to burst from his chest. "That was something … ."

"Valianir … ." She looked at him. His long silver mane was shimmering in the dancing candle light. It was pretty.

"Call me Val." He corrected her, moving his arm down her neck. "Shall we continue?"

Twilight composed her confidence and nodded. With a quick move, Val lifted her off the floor, holding her tightly to his chest. Twilight made a short scream of surprise as he literally swept her off of her hooves.

"What are you doing!?"

"Going to bedroom? Or would you prefer a cold wooden floor?" Val smiled, looking into her eyes. There was something captivating in them.

"No, the bedroom is fine. It is upstairs."

o--(===<3=====-

When they reached the bed, Val carefully put her down on the blanket and leaned on top of her. He kissed the tip of her nose, then nuzzled it gently. Twilight let out a chuckle and smiled nervously. Adrenaline and excitement made her legs tremble a bit. Val smiled back at her adorable face and kissed her cheek, then right below her ear, eliciting another giggle from her. He made a trail of kisses down her long neck and stopped when he reached a bitemark. Two red dots with specks of blood around it. He didn't knew what compelled him to do it, but he kissed exact the same spot where he had bitten her earlier this night. Twilight twitched under him, but he continued moving down, kissing her on the way.

For Twilight, each kiss Val made brought in a little bit more excitement and anticipation. Initial nervousness subsided, allowing her concentrate on a new feelings. While his skin felt pleasurable against her coat, his lips, still moist from their kiss were even better. She jerked a bit when he reached the middle of her neck, exact same place where he — the demon, she corrected herself, bit her, reminding her of how dangerous he really was. This sense of danger made adrenaline rush through her veins, raising her excitement even further. Breathing heavily, she touched his wonderful long mane with her hoof. It was splayed around her, covering Val's ministrations as he proceeded down with his kisses. She moved it and carefully tucked it behind his ear to take a better view of his face and actions … .

Val's hands were not idle either. While kissing, he gently stroked Twilight's coat on her chest, revelling in feel of her fur. His hand stopped for several moments, when it reached the left side of her chest. He could feel her little heart beating beneath his palm, and was amazed at what ecstasy this sensation had given him. He followed further down, to her private parts.

Her slit was already moist, and the touch of Val's finger made her gasp from sudden pleasure. Of course, Twilight touched herself down there before, mostly when reading certain novels, but it never felt that good before.

Val brushed her entrance again, and pushed his finger inside, making her moan quietly. He started carefully moving it in and out, while his other hand slowly stroked her belly. He looked up to see Twilights reaction, and liked what he saw. The lavender mare threw her head back, biting her lower lip in pleasure. Smiling, he brought his face to her sex and made a short lick to the little hood above it, making Twilight whine. The small nub that showed up below it was his real target. He traced his tongue around it, coating it in saliva, then planted a soft kiss. Twilight arched her back, bucking with her hindlegs. Her love canal clenched around his finger. Val doubled his efforts, teasing and playing with her clit, while fingering her. He now inserted a second finger, and started move them around inside her slightly with each push. Soon enough Twilights body trembled, as she reached her peak. She bit her lip, whining and moaning as the waves of pleasure subsided.

When her head cleared enough to comprehend surroundings, Twilight noticed that Val started to take his clothes off. What baffled her, is why would anyone want to wear a second set of clothing underneath the first? The contrast between Val's mane and his deep-red skin was glamorously beautiful, why would he want to conceal it? When he turned around, she took notice of his ‘thing.’ She had caught glimpses of a stallions dick before, but this one was different. She could not judge its size, but it had no sheath and was thin and pointy.

"Sorry."

"What for?" Val's words confused her.

"Even if you ask me now, I won't stop," He stated it as a fact. She felt a sting of fear, but not as powerful as it should have been. She gulped and took her eyes away from his member to his face, as he walked to her.

"W-wait! The position is wrong!" She tried to argue with him.

"No, the position is right," He countered, leaning over her.

"Get ready." he warned her, as he slowly started to enter. He went in slowly and carefully. While she was already lubricated, he wanted to make sure not to cause any pain. Twilight held her breath without realizing it, as his shaft slid in her, gradually filling her bit by bit. The constant slow friction began to rise a flow of pleasure and delight. When he finally stopped, she could not believe how she could accept so much of him. She never thought about how sexual intercourse actually works. Her first time she tried to detach herself from its feeling as far as possible, but now she was studying it. She looked down carefully, not to poke him with her horn, and saw them connected, his groin touching her, as if there was nothing between them. Then, he began to pull back at the same pace. Combination of slowly building pleasure and anticipation of more was driving her crazy.

"Faster." She whispered, and gasped immediately, as Val filled her in one quick motion. He started to pump her, slowly drawing back, and then entering quickly all the way. She could not hold screams of pleasure each time he did that, and she felt her bed sway and creak beneath them.

Val changed pace again, now he entered her completely, then started to quickly sway his hips in a waving motion, bumping in her flanks. She wrapped her forelegs around him, bringing him closer. She clung tightly to his chest, trying to feel his smooth skin with as much of her body as she could.

Val finally found what he was looking for. He changed his tactic again and pulled his penis out, aiming and aligning it with his hips, then shot straight back. The angle was wrong, but the sight and feeling of mare clinging to him was definitely worth it. This time, he held it in her, trying to press at the found spot as firmly as he could. It was further than he used to, but what knowledge of sex he had allowed him to finally find it.

Twilight's pussy tightened from sudden burst of pleasure, allowing her to feel every curve and texture of Val's cock. She could not hold her scream, and was highly disappointed when Val began slowly retract — but he pushed back in and did it again and again, sending her to new heights.

The new tightness of Twilight's love canal brought Val much closer to the end than he wanted and he slowed his pace down a bit. One of his hands was holding her buttock firmly, to preserve the aim. He put his other arm on her wonderfully long neck, making her look up, and then kissed her, swallowing her next scream of pleasure.

Finally, Twilight arched her back as orgasm rocked her body. Her pressure on Val's dick

delivered him to the end of the line, as he released his semen into the trembling mare.

o--(===</3=====-

[What the divinity's smutting fuck!?] A demon's voice invaded his scrambled thoughts.

[Ral? What are … .] Val hadn't come to his senses completely yet. This sex was amazing. Not the most amazing in his life, but still … .

[I nearly drowned in this fucking smoking shit!]

[Ral, calm down … .]

[If I am going to die here, know that I will take you with me! I will find a way!]

[Calm the fuck down and explain what happened!] Val's shout, surprisingly calming the demon down instantly.

[Okay. I know what was messing with your head. And it also was going to kill me. It took me a lot of power to stay alive, while you had fun with your — Horsefriend.]

[She is a pony.]

[Whatever. Remember that gray liquid I was talking about? It is magic. At least the part that your systems can not digest. It is poisonous for you and feels like burning acid to me. While I do not need to breathe, drowning in the acid is not fun let me tell you. Thanks to your current lack of control over your energy pool, you released all that magic in the most ancient way — through sex.]

[— If it is a magic of this world that affects me, then there is only one thing I can do.]

[Wait!] Ral tried to stop him, but young man did not listen.

o--(===<3=====-

Twilight watched as Valianir stood in the middle of the room, silently. His expression changed a bit, as if he was having a conversation with someone. He collected his mane in a tail, and a sword appeared in his hand, without any flash or magic. How did he do that? She watched in a shock as he made a quick swipe, cutting his majestic mane off .

"Why?" She asked him with a tearful eyes. "It was so beautiful."

"To stay sane." He said, but she did not understood. "If you liked it so much, I will give it to you." He put what was once his only means to gather magic on the table.

Val looked at the mare before him. Now that he was free of the magical influence of this world he did not knew if it would change how he looked at her. He walked to the bed and caressed her cheek, then traced her curves with his other hand. The feeling was still wonderful, and she still looked beautiful in his eyes. The flick of her ear, her soft cheeks and muzzle, her belly and flank were still sexy to him. He smiled and asked: "Ready for a second round?"

Second round? Could it be that he still was able — Val's arm embraced her cheek, his fingers brushing lightly behind her ear, scrambling her thoughts and dissolving her doubts. So far, her second experience was much better than she thought it would be, but could it become even more? Her quiet "Yes" was followed by a deep kiss, when Val locked their lips.

He didn't need to hold back this time, nothing was pressing his mind, he did not have the urge now to rut her senseless. This allowed him much more freedom, and he welcomed it, playing with Twilight's tongue on her own grounds. She accepted the game, throwing her forelegs around his neck and bringing him closer in. She felt his hand running through her mane and caressing her neck, as she discovered new ways of interacting with her tongue, using its superior length to swirl it around his, forcing it to accept her rules. But Val clearly had way more experience than she did, and in the end they parted, agreeing to the truce.

Twilight gasped, separating from him. But the lack of air was only part of her heavy breath, excitement being the other. Val whispered something into her ear, but the sound of her own pounding heart in her ears disrupted his voice.

"Wha- What?" Twilight asked, trying to catch her breath.

"I asked, what position is right? You said before that it was wrong."

"Not wrong — just different. I understand it now." She pondered about it for a second. She could see some advantages in face-to-face sex, but her curiosity pushed her to try something different, to experience this the way it was supposed to go according to books. "Usually, the stallion mounts the mare from behind."

Val chuckled. "That sounded overly bland, and totally unromantic. Lets spice it up a bit." He gently turned Twilight on her side and laid down behind her. The smell of her mane compelled him to move closer. He pulled her in, laying his hand on her chest. Sensation of her heart beating under his palm filled him with a weird sensation. He wanted nothing more, than to hold her tight, and never let go.

He nipped playfully on the tip of Twilight's ear, making her giggle. "Tell me if this will become uncomfortable." He whispered, placing his other hand underneath the mare. Twilight decided to let him continue, believing that he knew what he was doing. She felt his bare skin touch her back, and she shifted a bit, burying herself deeper in his embrace. Now she could even discern the muscles of his stomach pressing against her flank. Val's arm slid down, following the curve of her belly. He held his hand just above her most intimate part, tightening his grip a bit, pressing himself further against her. Twilight could feel his erect member touching her hip.

At first Val didn't understood what has he stumbled upon, but then remembered those little bits of equine physiology he knew. How could he miss it before? He was pressing his hand against Twilights nipples, and they were getting quite hard. There was no breasts to speak of, however, but the area around his sudden discovery surely was a bit different from the rest. Gently, trying not to make any sharp movements, Val pressed his hand against it, and started shifting it around. Now he could feel that her breast was protruding, just a little bit.

He was rewarded with Twilight's quiet moan, and buried his face into her mane, starting to cover the back of her neck in a trail of kisses, while still paying attention to her lower parts.

The fingers of his other hand began to move up on the inner side of her hip, getting closer to their destination. He played with her outer folds a bit, then allowed himself to enter. Twilight started to shift, rubbing herself against him. When he began to twirl his fingers inside her, the mare arched in his embrace, scratching his forehead with her horn.

He laughed and stretched upward, to place a little kiss on it, and Twilight's reaction surprised him. A short, high-pitched scream of delight came out of her mouth, as her pussy clenched his fingers harder. With a little bit of luck, he found a weak spot.

He moved his free hand from her crotch to embrace her neck, and carefully bring her closer to him, in order to allow utilising his new knowledge to its fullest.

He doubled his effort, increasing speed of his fingers, twisting his hand inside the mare in a way that would allow him to stimulate her clit at the same time. Moans and heavy pants filled the room, as Val tried new ways of delivering pleasure to his lover. Firmly, but gently, he brought Twilight into position that would allow him to reach her horn again, and started delivering a short licks to it every time his fingers delved into her depths.

Twilight was captured by the storm of feelings and emotions. Valianir delivered her two different kinds of pleasure, one she was familiar with, and one of a completely different kind. The waves of pleasure from her loins, and sweetly tingling sparks of magical energy coursing through her horn sank down to her very core, mixing and blending together into a pulsation that made her entire body spasm in ecstasy.

As Twilight reached her climax, Val moved his hand from her neck to her chest, pressing himself against her, feeling and absorbing her every tremble. The grinding of his bare skin against her soft coat, her moans and screams of pleasure made him even harder.

When the mare's orgasm subsided, he aimed himself, and entered her with ease. Her body was still limp from before, but as soon as he penetrated her, her ears perked up. Twilight turned her head and looked at him through the haze that blurred her vision. "Hold me tighter. Please."

Her soft, slightly cracking voice made Val's heart beat even faster. He obliged, by running his arm around her withers and bringing her close to him. In this position, her ears were just within the reach of his mouth, so he couldn't resist the urge of kissing them. Twilight chuckled, then gasped, as her lover began to move.

Shifting himself inside her, pressing into her inner walls, Val quickly found the right spot. He began to sway his hips slowly, sending his member as deep into her as he could, then withdrawing just enough to touch the sacred place, and holding himself there for several moments, pressing into it before sliding back.

His hand held Twilight tightly by her groin, and he decided not to waste the opportunity. Still moist from before, his fingers gently rubbed the little nub below, coating it in the mare's own juice. She tightened around him, arching her back and screaming something indiscernible. Smiling at his achievement, he decided to use advantages of his current position. Twilight's horn was just within his reach, so instead of licking it swiftly like he did before, he gave it a full lick from bottom to the top, feeling the little bumps of the spiral.

Twilight's passage tightened even more, locking his member in place, buried deep inside her, as she screamed and thrashed around in Val's strong grip. Not the one to waste the opportunity, he withdrawn nearly completely, letting only the tip of his dick to remain inside her. The friction was nearly enough to bring him to the limit, but he managed to hold himself on the edge. With a powerful thrust, he sent himself back into the mare, making her tremble again. He used the new strategy, stimulating her horn just enough for her to tighten, then using this tightness to bring them both closer. Once he felt that he could hold back no more, he positioned himself just right, then focused on stimulating the mare's clit.

Twilight arched, throwing her head up and presenting her horn to him, just as he wanted. Val shifted his hand from her withers to her neck, holding it firmly, then delivered a long lick from the horn’s base to its very tip.

Twilight shuddered and convulsed, riding the wave of another orgasm. Her strong grip on Val's dick tightened even further, overpowering his will and bringing him beyond the limit. Fighting with the pressure, Val buried himself as deep into the mare as he could, releasing his load inside her.

Val's embrace held the mare tightly, making her coat brush against his chest and stomach with every tremble, adding spice to the their climax.

Exhausted, Twilight closed her eyes, panting heavily. Feeling, as her stallion’s member slid out of her, releasing the mix of their fluids on the sheets, she quickly drifted into the lands of dreams.

Val smiled, looking at the sleeping mare in his embrace, then brought himself over her and kissed her cheek. Twilight smiled in her dream, murmuring his name. This sight filled Val with a mixed weird feeling. The young man decided not to rush any decisions though, and layed down beside the mare, holding her tightly to his chest.

o--(==( x x )===-

He awoke from the sound of his own breath, deep and very heavy. At first he thought that he was surrounded by darkness, trapped in the nothingness again, but soon his eyes adapted. His armor protected him and even allowed him to breath in the vacuum of space. He saw the stars and looked around. Below him was a blue and green planet, shrouded in clouds. It slowly but steadily grew bigger, indicating that he was falling onto it with a great speed. In panic, he turned around and his eyes went wide from terror. He saw the moon, but it was not a celestial body that scared him. It was the fact that the moon was falling apart, giant pieces floating adrift, illuminated by unnatural light from within of what should have been the Moon's core.

His sense of demonic presence suddenly picked up something moving extremely fast in his direction. He turned around just in time for his boot to smash through a thick demonic skull. His reflexes once again proved to be faster than his thought. But what would a demon do on the orbit of a planet? That question remained unanswered, as more demons began to appear out of small rifts that closed immediately after letting them through. This time they maintained the same speed as he did, remaining in place relatively to him.

Having little experience of zero-gravity combat, He reached back, unsheathing his sword, but to his surprise, instead of a ceramic blade he saw an unfamiliar Flamberg claymore made out of bones. Its guard was adorned with a demonic skull that emanated necrotic energy.

While he was contemplating on the weirdness of the situation, demons took their time to prepare an attack. They came at him from all directions at once, and he had received several hits before managing to slash a demon with a blade. Eyesockets of the skull flashed green, instantly turning the demon into ash.

He found that his shoulders and legs had additional modules he did not recognise at first, that worked as a maneuver thrusters, allowing him great control of his position. Wondering about this discovery he decided to see what else was different about his new equipment.

[What weapons do I have?] He asked silently.

According to a system response he got, he had an entire arsenal at his disposal, and none of the names were familiar to him. Some however picked his interest. Having to act quick, he chose ones which names sounded more threatening.

[Devastator, Shredder and Tetricon!]

A dim blue light enveloped his wrists, adding a crude appendages to them, that seemed to be connected to something behind his back. Something that looked like a bulky assault rifle appeared on his hip, and a minigun found no other place to materialise to but his hands.

[It's getting fun.] He thought with a grin.

With a pull of a trigger and sway of the weapon, the front line of demons was reduced to ash by a barrage of laser rays. Looking with astonishment at the six-barreled monster of a gun in his hands, he whistled. "A laser minigun? Really?"

The rifts continued to open before him, bringing more demons into the fight faster than he could diminish their ranks even with weapon this powerful. Clouds of ash and scorched bodyparts were floating past him at an increasing speed.

A small window appeared in the corner of his display with a face of an orcesse. Her hair were done in a tight braid and her left ear was pierced with three rings, indicating a highest-level mastery in whatever her profession was. He could not recognise the type of her facial tattoo, or even what clan she belonged to, which was unusual.

"Turn around now! Something big is coming through right at you!"

Following this suggestion, he turned around, to find himself staring at the giant eye. The eye blinked back at him, then a loud roar of a giant maw shot him right through the cloud of demons like a cannonball, wrecking every unlucky being in his path.

Now that he got some distance, he realised that staring back at him was a giant floating head. Its face consisted of one eye in the middle, a giant mouth that emanated glowing steam and lots of small bloody-red tendrils and tentacles.

"Its the Caco-Lord! He found you! Shoot him in the eye before he … ." The orcesse's face turned to static, scrambling the rest of the message. However her tactical advice sounded solid.

The stream of lasers however was not nearly as precise as it was needed, only a tenth of rays actually hitting the monster. Parts of them found their targets in the cloud of remaining demons, some actually made contact with a head, but did seemingly no damage. The giant face frowned and seemed to growl, but he had escaped the bubble of air that got through the rift along with the Caco-Lord, so he could not hear it.

Once one of the beams found its way to its eye, however, it screamed again, sending several unlucky demons in all directions with the blast of a sound wave.

Arcs of electricity began to shoot through the Head’s teeth, eventually forming a big lightning ball. The head spitted it in his direction, disregarding of its fellow demons. Sparkling ball of energy floated right through the cloud, disintegrating everything in its path.

In panic, He pushed the thrusters to their limits, trying to outrun the impending doom. He managed to do so, evading the ball by a matter of inches, but it managed to cut off part of the miniguns barrels, and gone further towards the quickly approaching planet. He noticed that there were several more demonic groups on its way, probably waiting for him to get near. They were in for a nasty surprise.

Not risking to use a damaged weapon, He threw it away, pointing his wrists at the giant demon. "Whatever weapon this is, it has to be good."

His display flashed with red, tinting his view for a moment. Now the demonic head was outlined, its eye glowing brightly, probably indicating its weak point. A lot of lesser red dots were scattered across the screen, showing the remains of the first demonic ambush.

Two handles with triggers on them jumped right into his hands, and he wasted no time, pressing them right away. The devices on his wrists turned out to be miniature rocket launchers that now were sending constant stream of missiles in the heads general direction. The kick of the gun proved to be very hard to handle, especially in the absence of gravity. However, missiles quickly reoriented themselves, homing straight for the eye. As the first of them struck their goal, the demon roared in pain and tried to send another ball of lightning after him, But opening his mouth this wide proved to be worst idea. The stream of missiles pushed its deadly projectile right back into its maker. The demon shut its maw, swallowing it attack along with the rest of the rockets. It wailed in pain, white steam engulfing its mouth.

A red text flashed at the top of his display and a new buttons appeared at the top of the handles in his hands. "By infinity immeasurable, I like this gun!" He laughed, pressing the buttons.

In a bright flash, the giant head exploded into the chunks of demonic flesh and a cloud of blood.

With a quiet familiar vibration of a reeve, the weapon started to dissipate.

"Aww, I wanted to try it out some more!" He sighed, picking another weapon from his wrist. It began unfold itself in his hands in a quite unusual manner, forming something similar to a chaingun, but it has three barrels instead of one, and its chain holding ammo was getting semi-transparent and disappeared into nothingness just twenty inches from a barrel.

"Hmm. That’s — unusual." He lined up the gun to his shoulder and aimed it at the next wave of demons that was approaching him really fast, or rather he was falling into it, as the planets surface now occupied most of his view. He could see the sun of this world rising slowly above the blue surface. A truly marvelous sight for sure, but he had no time for sightseeing. His feet got engulfed in a flame, indicating that he has entered an atmosphere. How did the demons held themselves stabile at such height he had no idea, but that did not stopped him from using it for his advantage.

When he started firing his weapon at the group of demons, it became clear that the chain of ammo that fed the gun was in fact appearing from nothingness at the same speed as the three barrels chewed on ammo, unleashing rain of lead upon his enemies. Mowing down enemy ranks he chose a bigger demon, and maneuvered himself right into it, planting his feet right into its chest. Now it was the demon who took most of the damage from the atmosphere friction for him. With another pull of a trigger, He became a shooting star … .

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