Devil Slave (Satan system)

And then it leaned into her, it took a deep sniff of her body. "I was thinking of gifting you to the Cup bearers, but I have waited too long to taste your flesh." it chuckled some more, as its mouth animatedly opened widely to reveal its tongue again.

The devil’s massive jaws unhinged, its mouth stretching impossibly wide, revealing row upon row of jagged teeth, each one glinting with malice.

Athena could see the gleam of anticipation in its six inverted eyes, the dark reddish orbs staring down at her with a hunger that was almost palpable. She knew this bite was meant to end her, to devour her from the waist up in one swift, brutal motion.

But despair wasn’t in her nature.

As the devil lunged, its teeth mere inches from her flesh, Athena locked eyes with it, her gaze defiant. "Got you!" she spat, her voice filled with a cold, unwavering confidence.

The moment seemed to stretch in slow motion as the devil’s teeth hovered just above her, ready to snap shut. But then, there was a sudden, sickening sound—*SLUSH!*—a wet, sizzling noise that reverberated through the air.

Athena’s flaming blade had pierced up from beneath the creature, slicing cleanly from between its legs and tearing upward through its torso. The blade, made of golden fire, burned with an intensity that seared through flesh and bone as if they were nothing more than parchment.

The sound of its passage was a gruesome symphony of crackling flesh, sizzling blood, and splitting bone, all underscored by the devil’s own startled gasp.

The devil’s eyes, that was once filled with cruel anticipation, now widened in shock and disbelief. It had been so certain of its victory, so sure that it had her pinned down, only to find itself skewered by her blazing sword. The surprise in its eyes was almost comical if it weren’t so tragic, a final, fleeting moment of realization before the inevitable.

With a final sputtering gasp, the devil’s body gave way, the blade’s fiery edge cleaving it cleanly in two. The halves of its body fell apart, each side collapsing to the ground with a dull, wet thud.

The smell of burning flesh filled the air, acrid and overwhelming, as the two halves of the devil’s body lay splayed out on either side of Athena, its mouth still frozen in the final moments of a bite that would never land.

As the devil’s life ebbed away, its eyes dimming, Athena pushed herself to her feet, her flaming swords still glowing fiercely in her hands. The battle was over, and she had won.

"How!?" Virgil could not help but ask.

She smiled. "Because I let it."

And that was true. She had let the devil absorb her cells in its body. However, the reason for this was because she wanted her energy to circulate in it. How else was she going to take control of its nervous system at the most opportune time?

Virgil could not help but nod in approval.

Finally, it was all over.

Athena wore her robes as she mounted the Hell beast baby.

It took her to the ridge.

She looked below. The Devils were destroyed, And the Hell beasts that had not died in the attack had been freed.

However, the gapping hole remained. The Gigantic purple crystal sticking out of it like a growing pimple.

Athena wanted to go down there, but Virgil immediately floated in front of her.

"Don’t!"

She raised a brow at him.

"You don’t understand. Its ability to seduce one is second to none. If you are corrupted by its wishes, you will be done for. And the Corpse family of the Leviathans will be released. Trust me, they are worse than all the current royal families."

Athena did not respond. However, she was very willing to see the temptation that a Royal family could present.

She jumped off the hell beast baby and landed within the Valley. Virgil could not stop her even if he wanted to. He was not a physical entity.

She walked up to it. This thing was gigantic and it pulsed with a life of its own.

As she approached it, it beckoned to her, making her feel like it was the call of a lover in pain. Begging her to help free it, begging for vengeance. However, only a few more steps to it, she paused. "Is that all the infamous corpse family can come up with? I am disappointed."

She turned about and left the place.

In this dark hole. The allure of love and revenge was seductive even to devils that had never experienced the feeling and was the same thing that was used to create the undead commander back in the eighth earth, but not for Athena.

Right now, there was nothing she was more in love with than the acknowledgement of her own existence.

Ever since becoming more of what she was now, she did not even think of her lover like she normally would.

"Bury it!" she ordered and the Hell beasts fired blasts along the sides of the valley, burying the giant purple crystal.

Then she turned to Virgil. "We had a deal. I have shown I am capable."

Virgil nodded, "yes you are. But the next phase is not so easy. You want to return to your world. In hell right now, there is only one person who can do that."

"Who?"

"She is known as a sister of Eve, and wife of the Morningstar!"

"Wife!?" Athena raised a brow.

Virgil nodded, "yes, She is imprisoned in the Sea of Aborted Living Blood. Cursed to that prison by the plot of the Primodial Demons. Free her, and you shall get your wish."

"And who is this person. And why is she so important to you?"

"Those are reasons I rather keep to myself. But If you must know, she known as Lilith, Hell’s mother of the Unforgiving..."

(Author’s note: That’s it for today guys. Also, no more gifts?)