Not A Pony, Neither Human: Prologue
Author's Note
WARNING!!!
Will contain human x pony clop.
Mostly vanilla.
The chapter will focus mainly on explanations to Damian’s background and history.
Link to Asta pic: http://wallpapersqq.net/wp-content/uploads/2019/01/1231598.jpg
May not seem like a MLP fanfic, but trust me, it gets better in later chapters.
First fanfic, judge and criticize accordingly and kindly please.
Not A Pony, Neither Human: Prologue
He came from Satan’s seed and born from the womb of a lonely woman. Damian was born into the human world; a wretched hell-hole for sinners and the damned to roam. As he grew older Damian’s powers become more known and grew more powerful by the passing years. He knew what people would do to him if he didn’t keep his abilities in check. A demon walking amongst people? He would be shot on sight if word got around, or worse tortured in a secret government facility while being tested in like a damn lab rat.
Fortunately, on his 18th birthday, Damian’s powers were at their prime. He could feel the demonic energy flowing through his veins even stronger than before, the only question was, how is he going to use it? Before he could think of options, deep voice called out to him, “Damian.” Damian stood still as he looked around as find out who had called his name. But the only people in the entire house were his mother and himself. “Damian.” The voice called out again. This time Damian answered back,
“Who’s there?!” he cried out, “show yourself!” Your mother turns toward you in surprise and a little fear.
“Damian, honey, who are you talking to?”
“I don’t know, I’m hearing voices, and I don’t know where they’re coming from.” He looks left and right, up and down, but he still can’t find the source of the voice.
“Oh dear.” Your mother gives you a look of shame and guilt. “That must be your father.”
Damian turns to look at his mother, almost dumbstruck at what she just said. “F-father?” he whispers, “You mean I really do have a dad?” He grows a smile and has a hint of excitement in his voice as he calls out to his father, wherever he may be hiding. “Dad, dad are you there?”
“Honey before you communicate with your father, you should sit down. He can’t talk to you physically.”
Damian looks to his mother with a look of confusion. What is she talking about? Physically? I want to see my dad! But he complied and sat on the nearest sofa. As soon as he sat frown he felt his body stiffen. Damian’s mind went blank and his vision became blurry until all he could see was a pitch dark room. He fells he should be afraid but he wasn’t. It was as if he felt like he belonged here. Perhaps it was his demon side taking control.
“Greetings, son”. A deep distorted voice called out to Damian from behind in the darkness. He turns around slowly to see a wisp of red fire levitating a few inches off the ground. Before Damian could speak the fire spoke to him in a welcoming tone despite its booming volume. “It’s good to finally meet you son. Last time I saw you you were only a newborn,” the voice said in a very calm tone. Damian felt a little relief wash over him as he came to realize that the voice was indeed his father.
However, Damian didn’t know how to react. He not only feels joy at meeting his father for the first time, but also anger at the thought that his father has never decided to contact him or even see him for 18 years. “Where have you been father?” Damien cried out to the flame, “where have you been for the last 18 years of my life? Why didn’t you-“.
Before Damian could get the question out, the red flame started to twist and turn and spin into a raging tornado. Out of the cyclone came two black horns that curved inwards to a point, two red, muscular arms extended from the sides, two legs with three-toed hooves. The red cyclone dispersed to reveal a 6-foot tall demon before him. Damian takes a step back in fear but the demon consoles him. “Don’t be afraid my son. I won’t hurt you. I just want to talk. Don’t worry, I will answer all of your questions.” Damian fells some assurance and steps forward and hugs his father who actually hugs back.
For what feels like hours Damian’s father (who was indeed Satan) taught him a bout the Seven Princes of Hell; the fact that Damian is in line to become the next successor to the house of Satan, explained the reason as to why he was away for so long, and taught Damian certain spells on attack and defense, reading people’s souls for their true intentions and how to control and sharpen his abilities even further, even to transform into demon form; similar to Asta from Black Clover.
“I want you to do something son.” Damian looked to his father, who had a sort of saddened look on his face.
“Sure dad, whatever you need.” Damian looked at his father with confusion as to why his dad had that saddened look.
“This task is going to require you to leave your mother”
“E-excuse me?” Damian was shocked! How could his father ask him to do something like this? Leave the only person who has ever looked after him for his entire life? “What do you mean I have to leave mom?”
“Well, more like leave Earth in general.” His father placed a clawed hand on his son’s shoulder. “I’m sorry son.”
“Why should I do this, what’s going on dad?” Damian asked as he looks up at his father with sadness and confusion.
“You’ve heard of Armageddon, correct?”
Damian nods. He’s read multiple religious texts about the end of the world, but the one that’s most convincing was the Christian version from the Bible where the armies of Heaven and Hell will use Earth as their final battleground for the final battle between good and evil.
“I plan on taking your mother to Hell with me and I want you to find a new place to live in. Preferable a new dimension or universe. Just open a portal and jump right in.” Don’t worry about where you end up, if you like it you can stay.”
Damian is still confused about everything. Armageddon is this close? Who would have though? If this is to protect me and mom then I have no objections.
“Alright dad,” Damian said with a confident grin, although he is still pretty nervous about leaving the only place he’s ever called home.
Satan looks at his son and smiles. “Thank you son. Stay safe wherever you go.” Satan fades away into the darkness like mist and Damian awakens, almost jumping out of the chair.
Damian explains everything his father told him: about is history, Armageddon, and how he will have to leave. “Honey”, Damian’s mother holds his cheeks with tears streaming down her eyes, “wherever you go, never forget us. Promise?” Damian feels tears welling up in his eyes but fight them off, trying to prove he’s an adult now but the dam breaks.
“Of course mom. I promise to always remember, I love you.”
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Damian packs the last few clothes into his suitcase and walks toward the portal he opened with his power. He takes one last look around him: the walls of his home, to the beautiful scenery out the window. Taking a deep breath he steps through the portal and ventures towards his new home.
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It’s felt like hours since you’ve been traveling through the portal. A plethora of bright colors ranging from red, to blue, to black and white line the “walls” of the tunnel making it the only interesting thing to look at while traveling through the portal. Damian didn’t get enough time to take it all in before he sees a light at the end of the portal. This is it! This is your new home.
Damian lands face first into a pristine marble floor with a thud.
“Ow, fuck!” He yells out in pain clutching his bloody nose, now tainting the beautiful white floor with his crimson blood. “Not the warm welcome I was hoping for. Very hard, and cold.” He giggles to himself as his nose heals instantly. Luckily supernatural beings are able to repair anything in their bodies instantly as if nothing happened.
Damian looks up to check his surroundings only to be met by a group of white and grey horses wearing yellow armor pointing steel spears at him and a cream colored horse much taller than the others by a few feet standing at the center looking down at him. What the hell has he gotten himself into?
Judgement By Sun: Epilogue Pt. 2
“Um, hel-“, Damian was cut off immediately by one of the guard horses.
“SILENCE CREATURE!!!” He yelled forcing his spear closer to Damian’s face. He looked down at the spear and then up at the horses surrounding him. When Damian entered a new world, being surrounded by a group of armed guards was not one of the first things he wanted to do.
“Arise creature.” Damian looked toward the cream colored horse taking in her features . She had a horn like a unicorn and wings like a pegasus. Damian also noticed the horse’s attire: yellow-gold crown, horseshoes/boots, and chest piece.But the thing that really caught his attention was her beautiful, flowing, rainbow mane. It flowed like a river, always looping back, never ending.
Damian complies to her wish but before he could stand all the way up, he kneels before her almost instinctively. “Ah, I see you know how to respect royalty,” the female horse said with a slight surprise in her tone. Damian has no idea how or why he knelt so quickly, perhaps it’s something about royalty being able to identify royalty, with him being the prince to the House of Satan and all. Her voice was soothing to his ears. He felt a sense of relief and relaxation flow through him.
Just who is she? Just her gaze makes me feel at ease
“Ahem, of course, um-“, he struggles in guessing her name. Luckily she answers for him.
“Celestia”, she responds, giving him a warm smile, “Princess Celestia”.
“O-of course, Princess Celestia.”
“Guards, please leave us. I wish to talk to this creature on my own.” The gaurds bow and turn towards the giant, golden double-doors and closing them behind them. Without the gaurds surrounding him, Damian can finally see where he is: a magnificent throne room with mosaic windows each representing an event, drapes of the sun, and a giant gold throne sitting at the top of a set of stairs.
“Stand, won’t you?” Celestia beckoned while walking back to her throne. As he stood, Damian couldn’t help but notice what a sweet ass she has! Even though she’s a horse, her ass looks so soft and plump it could resemble a memory foam pillow! “I think it’s best to get introductions out of the way.” The princess explains where Damian is (city of Canterlot in Equestria), who she is (Princess Celestia, ruler of Equestria and older sister of Princess Luna who was banished to the moon), the different races of ponies (pegasus, earth-pony, unicorn, and alicorn; which is only granted to a princess), and most of the land’s history (throughout most of which he had to organically generate and pump caffeine through your veins, thanks to his demon biochemistry, to keep himself awake and prevent himself from disrespecting her majesty).
“Now what brings you to my kingdom, or rather my royal throne room?” She asked, her warm gaze giving Damian a sense of security in this new world. “Or better yet, just give me your name and what exactly are you?”
“Greetings princess. M-my name is Damian,” he says, “I am not of this world, but of a world called Earth. I’m what is called a human, though I may look like a monkey wearing clothing, trust me when I say I am leagues above any monkey in intelligence, heh”. Damian see the princess hold a hoof to her mouth to stifle a laugh. He just smiles back at her and continues his explanation: about the end of his world, how he was sent to this world through a portal completely by random, and how he came to find out he was royalty not even 30 minutes ago. Throughout this entire explanation, Celestia nods and smiles, but she widened her eyes when he claimed to be royalty.
“Oh my, I am so sorry about how I treated you,” she said, her face turning beet red which was clearly visible due to her white fur. “Oh, I’m so embarrassed! Treating another royal like that, oh please forgive me!” The princess jumps down from her throne and lands in front of Damian, bowing before him.
He didn’t know what to make of this. Sure he was glad someone respected his authority as a royal leader, but maybe this was a bit too much. “Oh, no, my princess, there is no need to apologize! There was no way you could’ve know unless I told you!” Damian starts to blush from embarrassment.
Princess Celestia brings herself back up and regains her composure. “Of course, my apologies, again.” They both stare into each other’s eyes which were at the same level with each other, still blushing. “Well, since you’re new here from an alternate world, perhaps I can overlook you paying taxes and rent in my kingdom,” Damian’s face lit up, “- for a few months”. That last sentence brought Damian’s hopes down tremendously. “Unless.” Hope restored! “You can pleasure me into orgasm,” Celestial said biting her lower lip and looking into Damian’s dumbstruck eyes. Did he hear that right?
“E-e-excuse me p-princess, but did you say you want me to... make you o-orgasm?” Surely that’s not what she said.
“That’s right, Damian,” she responded, “I want you to pound my royal pussy and take my 1,000 year old virginity, and then I may consider you worthy of staying tax and rent free in my kingdom for life.”
Something’s not right. Damian could sense another presence in the room and some strange magic in the room, but before he could register what was happening, Celestia lunged at him, planting a wet sloppy kiss on his lips. Damian didn’t even resist, he was paralyzed with shock and desire; he didn’t dare fight back against the princess’s advances. She pulled away, breaking the kiss and they both stared into each other’s eyes. This brought Damian back into reality so that he could understand what the hell is going on?
“Wait princess are you feeling alright?” Damian asked. He read her mind and soul and knows this is not how the princess normally acts towards others. She’s usually far more composed and immaculate. And yet, she’s standing here in front of him with lust plastered all over her face.
“Of course I am,” she responds, “I’ve never felt better. It’s just that I am over 1000 years old and I haven’t had intercourse in my entire life. You may be wondering why I can’t get get any other pony to satisfy me. You see, I’ve seen how my subjects breed and fuck and I know they could never handle the power of the sun.”
Damian looks at her with even more bewilderment. Surely your dreaming. This has to be a dream right? There’s no way you’d have sex with a pony - let alone a princess!?
Damian looked around the massive throne room and noticed a head sticking out of one of the walls. It was a purple-ish pink head with purple horns curling back and medium length red hair covering half of the being’s face, he had red eyes and a sly grin, and he was – biting his finger? Not biting it off, but it would appear he was biting it almost seemingly to prevent himself from yelling out. Oh shit - Asmodeus! He knew he felt another presence somewhere, he should have known it was the the demon Prince of Lust: Asmodeus.
Before Damian could call out to the bastard for his actions against the princess, Celestia went in for another kiss, this time he can’t take it anymore and submits to her lustful desires and his demonic urges.
As Celestia holds her kiss with Damian, Damian uses one hand to scratch behind the pony’s ears and the second hand to run through her smooth, lustrous mane. “Mmm, ah!” She lets out a yelp of pleasure but covers her muzzle with her hooves and catches herself before she exceeded in volume. Both of them almost forgot about the guards behind the door.
“Allow me,” said Damian. He snapped his fingers once to put up a noise canceling spell around the entire room. “There, now we can pleasure each other unabated.”
“You must know a lot of powerful magic,” said Celestia. She looked at him with a lustful expression before continuing, “What else can you do with those... uh-,”
“Fingers,” he said. He giggled a bit at her struggle to name and understand his human anatomy. “I can probably do a lot more than any pony could dream of doing.”
He lays the princess down gently onto the marble floor, her creamy coat nearly blending in with the white floor. Damian kisses the princess on her neck, while slowly licking his way up to her luscious lips. Her wings unfurl only slightly from the sensation. He kisses her vigorously, wrapping their tongues around each other only breaking away to catch a breath. He couldn't help but notice her delicious taste. He swears he could taste a hint of something sweet. Maybe candy, could be something she had for breakfast. Whatever it was, Damian did NOT want to break away from her.
As he continued to pleasure the lips on the mare’s muzzle, he placed his hands on Celestia’s belly, slowly but gently moving it down to her “lower lips”. She gasps in pleasure as he inserts his index finger into her wet mare hood, biting her bottom lip and fully extending her wings. It seems for pegasi, sexual pleasure can give them “wing boners”. Damian just smiles and chuckles at the thought. I wonder? He reaches one free arm around to grab one of her wings; shooting a shocking sensation through Celestia’s body causing her head to bend back in ecstasy.
“Eep!” She yelps from the ecstatic sensation flooding her nerves as Damian’s fingers just gently touch her wings, causing the sweet mare to make even more exasperated sounds.
Damian pulls up the hand he was using to pleasure Celestia’s nether regions to show off the glistening prize staining his fingers. “Oh my, princess,” he says, licking off the sweet juices from his hand, “you are one dirty mare aren’t you?” They both go in for another kiss with Damian sharing some of the princess’ own sweet nectar with her.
*gasp* “That was amazing!” she said. She was splayed out on the ground; panting, sweating, Damian could tell she wasn’t fully satisfied. She hadn’t cum yet. Well, he’d fix that in a jiffy. “I was hoping I could taste some more of myself.” She giggled at the though.
A devious grin spread across Damian’s face as a thought occurred to him. “Sorry about that princess, but I know something else you could taste.” He made his way up to Celestia’s throne and sat on the cushioned seat, placing both hands on each armrest Hm, comfy. I can understand if she’d want to just sit in this thawing all day. He beckoned Celestial to cum to him. Almost as if she were in a trance, she groggily but carefully trotted up to Damian’s feet. “I think you know what to do?” his smile now turning even more sinister.
Clelestia looked up at him with such a lewd face: face burning red, eye lids fluttering, tongue sticking out slightly; she almost looks like she’s trying to put on an ahegao face. Adorable! She used the magic from her horn to unbutton and unzip Damian’s pants to reveal his throbbing erection. “Oh my!” she puts a hoof up to her mouth form shock from witnessing the sheer size of his shaft. “I know stallions have big penises, but I never though anything other creature could ever compare to a stallions member!” Her mouth starts watering and her eyes glow with anticipation and impatience.
“If you think that’s impressive,” Damian responded, as his voice becomes distorted as a black mist starts to engulf him, “then you should see it when I’m in my true form!” As the dark mist completely envelops him like a cocoon, he transforms into his demon form: black patterns run down his right half of his body and red runes and symbols tattoo his right arm, a red horn extends from the right half of his temple curling slightly back, his hair standing on end from his exertion of power, the right half of his face is covered in black with his eye having a bright red pupil; shining like a piercing laser, bat-like wings extend from his back stretching up to a 4-foot wingspan, his once human penis was now replaced with what looked like the penis of a dragon or wolf mixed into one - shape of a wolf’s penis but with little stubbles and ridges like a dragon’s or reptile’s - and was a few inches longer and wider than his normal human penis.
“Holy fuck.” Celestial just gawked at the size of the demon’s throbbing member. “I don’t know if I can take all of this?”
“Don’t worry princess, just go at your own pace. Now hurry up, I have a lot of power, but my dick isn't able to suck itself.”
The horny princess bent down to give that cock a small lick, just a small taste. “Hgk!” Damian forced her all the way down into a full deep-throat on his cock. Celestia couldn’t breath, she wasn’t prepared for what just happened! She tapped his thighs until Damian finally pulled her off, causing her to spit everywhere and choke on her own spit.
“My, *cough* you're pretty rough *cough* aren't you?” she looked at Damian with a pleasing expression. Her spit formed a bridge connecting her muzzle to his massive member, only for it to break apart and drip to the floor when she moves her face away.
"Sorry about that," he replied, "this form causes me to be a bit more aggressive and, in this case, more dominating." Damian gave the slutty princess a wicked grin.
"Well then, 'my prince', allow me to please you to your heart's desire." Celestia continued to please the demon spawn with twirls of her tongue on the tip of his dick. Licking and twirling and sliding down the massive shaft sending shivers of pleasure up Damian's spine while, at the same time, pleasuring herself with her hoof.
Holy fuck, her tongue maneuvers are something else! She's definitely had some previous experience in her life.
She looks up at him, seeing his face contort with pleasure, she smiles while taking the entirety of his shaft in a sloppy, wet deep-throat while also using her magic to massage his plump balls into coaxing out his creamy cum. “Oh fuck! I’m about to... cum!” Damian couldn’t hold it in, he grabbed the back of Celestia’s head as he pulled her to the base of his cock and not letting go until he released all of his seed down her throat.
Celestia gagged and choked on the massive member while trying to hold in the flood of cum pouring into her. Finally, Damian let go, sending Celestia falling to the floor with a loud thud; cum pouring out of her mouth like a water slide. Or in this case a “cum slide”. Both of them were left panting and gasping for air from this amazing experience, but Damian decided to read her soul once more to make sure she was satisfied.
He could see the princess’s souls hoofing itself, showing it still being in unrest and still hasn’t cum yet. “You know princess,” he stated, “the most important thing I’ve learned in my life, it’s if I’m doing a job, I’ve got to make sure I do it to perfection.” Damian loomed over the princess with black tendrils extending from his back. One tentacle lashes out to grab Celestia around her body restricting her fore-hooves and wings, and one more tendril was shoved into her mouth moving back and forth as if it were a penis. Damian lifts her high enough that her exposed nether regions are at level with his demon cock. He positions himself by grasping both of her thighs and placing his member between the lips of her crevice. “I hope your ready for the ride of your life, princess.” He slowly slides his pulsating rod inside of her, forcing Celestia to release a moan even louder than what she had previously displayed.
“Ifs - sho bihg!” she cried, “I don’ ‘hink I cah tae’ ih ah!”
“What are you talking about? That was only the first 2 inches. I’ve gotta put it all the way in. For the free rent baby!” He shoves the first day ew remaining inches of his rod deep inside her until the tip breaks through her cervix.
“MMMMMM!!!” Celestial let out a muffled moan with the tentacle still fucking her mouth. Damian notices the tears welling up n her eyes from the sudden pain in her nethers. Wiping them away for her, he speaks to her in a calm and compassionate tone.
“Don’t worry princess, it’ll hurt for a little bit but when I get to work, all you’ll be feeling is pure euphoria.” All Celestial could do to respond was give a slight nod. “Alright, I’m going to start moving now princess!”
Slowly and gently, Damian rocks back and forth, sliding his rod in and out of Celestia’s juicy mare-hood. All Celestial could do was moan and flutter her eyes in the pleasure she was experiencing. All of the pain she felt in the beginning were washed away and Ashe could only feel what she wanted: Damian’s rock hard erection pulverizing her love canal.
“Mmm- mmm!” she cried. Damian didn’t need to understand what she said to know what’s coming.
“Oh, you’re about to cum aren’t you?” He started thrusting faster and faster causing Celestia’s eyes to role to the back of her head in pure bliss. “Well then cum, cum all over your precious throne room!” Right after he spoke, Celestia releases her love juices all over the white marble floor! It sprays like an out of control fountain, drenching Damian’s pants and even the lower half of his shirt, but that didn’t stop him from pounding even harder.
Suddenly, he could feel it. A sensation building up inside his shaft. “Ah, shit! I’m about to blow my load princess!” he cried while trying to hold it in as long as possible. “Where do you want it!?”
He removed the tentacle from her mouth to let her speak only to be met with exasperated breathing and lewd gasps. Trying to speak through the pleasure, all she could conjure was “Ou-outside... please!”
“As - you - wish!” With one more thrust, Damian pulled out, firing streaks of warm; white fluid form his shaft, all over Celestia’s white coat. The tentacles that was pleasing her mouth also fired some small shots of semen on her face, giving her a new makeover with cum. As he fires the last few strands of semen, they both fall to the ground in a steaming wet pile.
“How was - that?” Damian asked through deep breaths.
“That was amazing! So that’s what an orgasm feels like. I suppose I have to keep my word and let you live in my kingdom without rent or taxes.”
Hell yeah
“By the way,” Damian turns to look at the princess who now has an almost blank expression, “I’m actually not like this at all,” like he hasn’t deducted that before, “but for some reason I felt entranced as if something was forcing me to partake in these actions.”
“I may have an idea.” Damian sat up, pulling his pants up and pulling Celestial back up to her hooves. “But I think we should get clean first.” He clenched his fists and opened it to reveal a glowing pink ball. He gently blew it, causing it to flake apart and disperse around the entire throne room giving it a sweet aroma to cover up the smell of jizz, sweat, and shame. With another wave of his hands, both he and Celestial were completely clean with no trace of semen on either of their bodies. Finally, he stretched forth his fist and opened it, casting a spell, cleaning the entire room of semen stains and vaginal fluids. “There. No evidence and no extra work for your cleaners.” He whipped his hair locks out of his eyes, admiring his good work.
“Very well done!” she clapped her hives together in congratulation. “Now what is it you said was the cause behind my... uh... unusual actions?”
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“I see. So each of these demons, these “crowns”, are responsible for certain emotions and deepest feelings within a pony, and you’re one of them?” Celestial looked at Damian with concern as if he were going to attack her at any moment. However Damian understood how she felt.
“Technically no,” he replied, “as I am simply the heir to the throne, I have yet to have the power to elicit emotions within others. But yes, those who rule over their respected house have the absolute power to control the emotions of others as they wish.”
“This does seem troubling, having a creature with that much power running around Equestria...” Celesta’s look of concern grew into worry as she started sweating.
“Don’t worry princess, from what I’ve been told by my father, he’s completely harmless unless provoked, so he’s just... uh... going to be causing a little discomfort here and there. Hell, I don’t know how he got here in the first place?”
“Well I do hope you can take care of it sometime in the future, or hopefully that’s the last we may see of him.”
“Yeah... Oh, um about the no rent, no tax thing?” Damian raised an eyebrow and smirked, confident in getting his rightful reward.
Celestial just sighed and chuckled. “Of course. I will make a decree to my guards and royal ponies to refrain from collecting taxes from you or household.”
Damian grew a wide grin at those words. You fuck a princess and you can live tax free! Damian you sly bastard. “Oh, um, I haven’t thought of where I’d stay though?” Could you maybe help with that?”
Celestia smiled at him graciously, “Of course, but I’m sure you’re famished. You may dine with me for the time being, she chimed, leading the way to the royal dining hall, “and I will let you chose where you’d like to stay. I may also provide you with certain necessities such as food and water to last a month or two.”
“That sounds great princess. Thank you so much for your generosity.” He bowed while he followed her to the grand dining hall: it’s table stretching end to end with piles of food, although it was mainly vegetables, Damian couldn’t care what he ate as long as he could fill his stomach.
“I’m certain you’re more carnivorous, so if it’s not to your liking-,”
“Oh no, princess!” He tried to sound as sincere as possible, “humans are actually omnivorous So these vegetables are no problem for me. Thank you once again.”
Celestia wipes her forehead with her hoof. “Oh thank goodness, I thought we would have to throw out everything.” They both laughed until they sat down at either end of the table and started to go to town on the food.
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“So this is where the prince of the House of Satan has gone to.” Asmodius dwells in his own pocket of space looking through a portal at the demon spawn and royal pony feasting together. “I hope you had fun, prince, because it’s only going to get way better from here. After this war is over, I’ll be sure to give you more sluts to play with.” He closed the portal, growing a toothy, ear-to-ear grin.
