Asmodeus couldn't believe his ears,how was this possible.When he left for earth,he made sure to build his empire and sin into an unstoppable force.All the porn companies,the condoms,the whole freaking explore your sexuality campaign shouldn't haven't left anyone standing.
Lucifer brought hell's crystal ball and Asmodeus saw the woman who was that single white speck in his all black world.He couldn't deny it,he wanted to find this innocent soul and study how she managed to elude him for so long."Why did you show me to this",he asked Lucifer starting to get suspicious."I didn't want anyone finding out before you.I know if anyone can make her fall,then it's you",he replied honestly,if that was even possible."What do you want me to do now",he asked looking Lucifer straight in the eyes."I want you to make this lady fall,make her a slut of hell and soon she will bow before this throne",he said heartlessly. "Who told you,I will do your bidding", Asmodeus asked seeming indecisive."I know you never run from a challenge",he answered.Asmodeus stood still seemly lost in his thoughts.Just then he felt an intimidating presence enter the room.It was no one else but Satan himself.Asmodeus didn't dare turn,he was taking deep breaths ready for anything Satan would do.He felt him tap his shoulder then a hug from behind surprised Asmodeus before he could react. He was then lifted up and as Satan choked the life out of him with his love-hate hug ,the prince of wrath spoke,"What are you two still talking about,you got the others waiting or is this rascal getting cold feet".Asmodeus broke himself free the instant he heard Satan say what he just heard.Anger filled him and he spoke,"I never ever get cold feet!!!,am here for your crown and then I will enjoy your throne,so treat your king with some respect!!!".Satan broke into mocking and laughter,"Oh Asmodeus,you are still as adorable as ever but I don't know what Lucifer has told you but you will never..,ever be worthy of the mantle of the Devil". "I don't care what you think"he retorted while he folded his fists till his knuckles turned white.Lucifer saw this and knowing trouble was coming spoke,"Satan,quit this!,go out we are almost done".Satan left and once he was gone, Asmodeus spoke,"I will do it,all of it!!!,but first things first,tell me where I can find that girl". There was determination and obsession in his eyes.Satan had got to him and Lucifer could see that.He smiled then answered,"I will send you her location,now let's go introduce hell's new king".They both went out and were met with another round of applause.Lucifer declared,"I am proud to present your new king, Asmodeus the Devil, Dominator of evil".Amidst the cheers Asmodeus had no care in the world for it.He was constantly asking himself how that lady eluded him.He had to find her himself and make her join the fun side.He was now obsessed with who ever she was.Maybe he was projecting his anger from Lilith onto this innocent lamp but he had enough of ladies who acted innocent.Everyone including him had a dark side,all he needed to do was find hers and bring the real her out. It was now his ultimate mission.His greatest accomplishment would be to capture this lady.Never had he ever felt so fired up to do evil or maybe it was the title they had just handed him.He was the Devil now and itching to corrupt an innocent lady was nothing.He thought about every possiblity and way of having her in his sin's grasp.All he saw was a lady who had to discover herself and have the time of her life with any dick she could get her hands on. He was going to make her beg him to make her come.Where she was going to come exactly was for him to decide.After he was done with her,she would be asking for excursions to hell.Call him heartless but the king of lust didn't see giving a lady the time of her life as such a bad thing.He was going to show her the good in the world, she was avoiding and the pros and cons of the game.Maybe if she became a pro,he would give her a chance to be a star in one of his porn companies.Yes,he would go that far,if you underestimated the guy they had just made the Devil then you got it all wrong.That white speck would be made black no matter what.Lucifer's words rang through his mind.He had accepted the throne!!!.His mind screamed,"What the hell are you doing".He answered himself beautifully,"Am taking what I deserve!!!".Days later, Asmodeus had returned to the Earth.Lucifer had agreed with him to tell the others that he had some unfinished business back on earth and after he was done,he would gloriously return.He began," Project Damnation".He was going to find that lady.Oh and when he did,he would.....Well he wasn't sure exactly what he would do but it would be sexy and tempting.Now where was his target hiding exactly?.He would leave that to his Lust Board of Directors to find out .He had to go and see Mammon,his best brother.He was going to invest a billion to get that lady.She was special to him now,she was his obsession and his temptation."Oh Maria,am coming for you",he smiled telling himself.He arrived at the World bank office.He was greeted by a bunch of horny attendants.They always had sexual fantasies about him,h
Asmodeus stared at Mammon,he hadn't been there to see what happened but as usual he was never late to crash the the party.Asmodeus spoke,"Momo don't be ridiculous!,stand up and greet me like a brother should".Momo was a nickname Asmodeus called Mammon."I must acknowledge my king or should I still call you Asmo".Asmo was the nickname of Asmodeus.He rose to his feet and gave Asmo a big warm brotherly hug."I missed you bro,been long since you came to my office in person.Let me guess you need a loan?".Asmo broke into laughter then said,"Is that all you think I came for,I blessed you with my presence today to get you out of your office,let's go to some strip club and enjoy ourselves".Momo backed away from Asmodeus and stared at him,"What do you think people would say if they saw the boss of the World bank at a strip club.""They would say World bank boss giving back to community".Mammon grinned trying not to laugh after Asmo's joke."Now seriously,what do you really want,you know time is mo
DAYS LATER AFTER THE MEETING IN A RURAL TOWN IN ITALY.....A woman was seated by a lake that met the sun at a distant horizon.The breeze that passed by made her hair and the beautiful grass field dance.It was such a serene environment and the woman embraced the natural environment around her.This woman was no one else but the infamous Maria Ave.She was Asmo's target without her knowledge.She looked so innocent,so pure and angel like that you could ask why anyone on earth would want to hurt her.But Asmodeus wasn't just anyone,he was the prince of lust and now the Devil,king of hell.Asmo didn't see corrupting this woman as doing her wrong.No!,he was actually doing her a favour.How could she live for over 25 years without becoming a woman or deprive herself from the pure pleasure of sex.Well the woman got up to leave the tranquility of nature and return to her busy town.She was a psychologist and one of the best counselors in her town,the townfolk were probably looking for at that very
Back in town,Maria had arrived at work.She was still thinking about who saved her and why he disappeared.She started to wonder if she was imagining things.She entered her office to see her secretary Mrs Deliah,a beautiful lady with green eyes,small nose ,tiny ears and lip glossed lips.Deliah rushed to her and to speak on top of her voice,obviously happy about something,"Maria,you won't believe the kind of VIP's who just popped up for counseling sessions.Maria creased her eyebrows.What did she mean by VIP's?.A handsome Italian man suddenly entered their office.They both turned to see the epitomy of hot and sexy in one man.He was one of the VIP's.The first question that came to Maria's mind was,"Why the hell was he not wearing a shirt,he was shamelessly bare chested, showing his gorgeous six packs and fine chest hair."Oh My Gosh!!!",was the words that left the lips of Deliah who was mesmerized by the beauty standing before her."Uh,what's going on here exactly",Maria finally asked.Th
Asmodeus witnessed every single man he sent to Maria come out with a different state of mind.What the hell was she telling them.They even refused to take the money Asmodeus offered to pay them.He was flustered and confused.What broke his resolve on not getting involved directly was when he saw the dwarf guy coming back in tears praising Maria like she was some kind of Saint .That was it!!!,to hell with caution,he was going to end this himself.Lets see how Maria would counsel the devil to make him sober and thoughtful.He was an ancient demon prince and she was a 25 year old phycologist from a small rural town.He could surely handle her,he thought to himself as he beamed with sheer confidence.He entered the building putting on his best suit, cutest face and hottest aura to be ever felt in world that could barely contain him.Deliah thought she was done for the day with seeing top class god-like beauties.Her eyes suddenly fell on the last man to walk onto the premises.She bit her lips
Maria heard everything this man just said.She knew exactly how to reply ,"Okay so.....what about it?".Asmodeus was shocked,he was expecting her to suddenly get scared and start reciting some prayers against him but here she was asking him why she should care.He stood there for a moment and concluded that she didn't get his statement clearly.He walked to her slowly and sat down,"I am the devil,I have come for your soul Dr.Maria,I can understand if you won't believe me but why don't you seem intrigued".Maria wished she could tell him,that's not the craziest thing she had ever heard.After years of counseling madmen you get used to their runts.Ofcourse she didn't say it aloud that she thought Asmo was crazy."What do I have to do to make you believe me Maria",he questioned as he looked at her in the most unusual way.It wasn't lust,it was more of admiration for her beauty."Mr Asmo,if you have any thing to show off then do it with my boss",Maria told him as she got up and started packing
Asmodeus left Maria's work place.He had to clear his head after everything he just heard.Maria never had an easy life,she never knew who her family were.Asmodeus was starting to feel reluctant but he tried to brush it off.If he left her, Lucifer and Satan would make her their play thing.Job from biblical texts was a perfect example of what happened to people who Lucifer and Satan combined to tempt.Asmodeus entered a busy crowd and was peacefully passing through when someone tried to pickpocket him.He froze,who the hell tried to rob the Devil.He craned his neck for that idiot.He spotted a teenage girl searching her pockets.She was looking for a wallet she just stole which had miraculously returned to Asmodeus.He let out a sigh.She was just a child in the game of evil.He could let her go or show her how it's done.He smiled diabolically and approached that unsuspecting lady.Diana,the queen of pickpockets was confused about what had just happened.She was sure she had robbed that fooli
It was an early morning with sun rays penetrating into a storey building in which a certain hunk of a man was sleeping on his bed with over 5 hot babes over him.It was obvious that he had served them good because they all wore that satisfactory smile of blossomed women.The man who could satisfy 5 women in one night had to be a god or simply the Devil.It was no one else but the devious and handsome Asmodeus,the Devil and king of hell.He was relaxing in the embrace of all these women until something hit him.He just remembered what today was.This was supposed to be his first day as Maria's boss.He rose from the bed that instant breaking free of the firm hold of the ladies who had seen what he was capable of doing in bed and probably wanted round two.He got off the bed and rushed to dress up.He was all the way in Los Angeles and was already 1 hour late.He finished up and was about to leave when the five ladies drew his attention with their pleas that he should just join them on the bed
As the explosion's echoes faded, Mark emerged from the smoke-shrouded house, Lucia's limp form cradled in his arms. The bright night light emitted by the moon began to shine clearly after the ceasing of the storm.It cast an eerie glow on the scene, illuminating the carnage that littered the grounds. Mark's Crusaders awaited him outside, their faces etched with concern and curiosity. With a nod, they presented him with the fallen comrades, their lifeless bodies strewn like puppets cut from their strings.Mark's voice rang out, clear and commanding, "Arise!" The air seemed to vibrate with an otherworldly energy as the deceased warriors stirred, their wounds knitting together with an unnatural speed. The leader's eyes widened in awe, his query tumbling forth, "Who was the one you carried out, Mark?""A human," Mark replied, his tone low and enigmatic. The leader's surprise was palpable, his words spilling out in a rush, "A human? Living among demons? What sorcery is this?" Mark's gaz
Mark's gaze swung around, his eyes scanning the sandy island with a mix of frustration and disbelief, as he realized the lifeless body he had left behind was now gone. The sand seemed to stretch out like an empty canvas, devoid of the gruesome brushstrokes of Chuck's corpse. Mark's mind raced with the implications - Chuck, or rather Mara, the ancient demon king, was still alive. The thought sent a surge of adrenaline through his veins, his heart pounding in his chest like a drum.Mark's sigh of frustration was like a deflated balloon, his breath escaping in a slow hiss as he recalled the countless times he had tried to kill Mara.The memories were etched in Mark's mind like scars, a reminder that he had unfinished business to deal with.Mara's dark history unfolded like a classic horror show. His reign was a masterclass in tyranny, as he ruled with an iron fist, his kingdom a dystopian realm of fear and subjugation. Mara's daughters, equally corrupted by their father's influence, wer
The darkness of night shrouded the sandy island, the only sound the crashing of waves against the shore. Mark stood firm, his shotgun at the ready, as Chuck's demon minions emerged from the shadows.Their eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, their twisted forms seeming to shift and writhe in the faint moonlight. Mark gripped his shotgun tightly, but instead of firing, he used the weapon as a club, swinging the handle with precision and force.The first minion stumbled back, his head cracked and bleeding, as Mark struck him with a swift swing of the shotgun's handle. The second minion lunged, his claws snapping wildly, but Mark dodged and countered with a swift strike to his chest, sending him crashing to the sand.The third minion charged, his eyes blazing with fury, but Mark was ready. With a swift swing of the shotgun's handle, he struck the minion with a crushing blow, sending him stumbling back into the darkness.Mark stood panting, his shotgun still at the ready, as the minion
Lucia struggled to her feet, the deafening explosion still echoing in her mind like a lingering nightmare. As she rose, Mark's taunting voice cut through the air, his words dripping with malice. "Lucia, I don't know what Mara told you, but this island isn't what you think it is. Even though I'm not sure why he brought you here, I will assume that you are innocent and worth saving."Lucia's response was a fierce scream, her voice shattering the tense silence like a shards of broken glass. "I don't know who Mara is!!!, but I doubt a psychopath like you would understand!" The words tore from her throat like a primal cry, her anger and fear boiling over.Mark's laughter was a cold, mirthless sound, a chilling contrast to the warmth of the tropical air. He materialized in the same room, his sudden appearance making Lucia's heart race like a wild animal. "Let's just stop the game of cat and mouse," he sneered, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "I'm not the enemy here."But Lucia was
As they returned to the island, the staff encircled Lucia, their worried faces a blur of questions and concerns. But she dismissed their inquiries with a flick of her hand, forcing a bright smile onto her lips. "I'm fine, really," she assured them, her voice steady despite the turmoil churning inside. Yet, her eyes betrayed her, revealing the depth of her fear and anxiety.Longing to escape the suffocating attention, Lucia made her excuses and hastened towards the familiar haven of her bed. Her feet carried her with a sense of urgency, as if seeking refuge from the world. As she collapsed onto the soft mattress, her eyelids drooped, and she surrendered to the all-consuming darkness of sleep.But her slumber was short-lived, her mind conjuring a vivid dreamscape that seemed all too real. She saw the world through a stranger's eyes, her vision limited to a narrow field of view. The shady man once again appeared before her.He loomed ahead, his gun trained on a face she couldn't see. B
As the boat churned through the turquoise waters, the small port and outskirts of the town materialized before Lucia's eyes like a canvas painted by a masterful hand. The sun cast its golden rays upon the rustic buildings, imbuing them with a warm, inviting glow. The sound of seagulls filled the air, their melodic cries intertwining with the hum of the engine and the gentle lapping of waves against the hull.The port drew closer, its worn wooden docks and faded buildings rising from the shore like a worn, comfortable shoe. The scent of saltwater and seaweed wafted through the air, mingling with the faint tang of diesel fuel and the sweet aroma of exotic spices. Lucia's excitement grew, her heart racing with anticipation as the boat docked with a gentle thud.Without hesitation, Lucia sprang from the boat, her feet pounding the worn planks of the dock as she eagerly drank in the town's atmosphere. But her enthusiasm was short-lived, her lungs rebelling against the noxious air that fi
A woman lay in her bed, her sleeping form a graceful curve, her body relaxed, trusting in the bed's embrace. But then, her body began to stir, her legs twitching, her arms flailing, as if trying to outrun the darkness that suddenly began haunting her dreams. Her eyes snapped open, her chest heaving, her breath coming in short gasps, as if she'd been running from the shadows that chased her.This woman went by the name Lucia.She was a woman with a past shrouded in mystery, her memories fragmented, her mind a canvas of confusion. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back like a rich, chestnut waterfall, and her piercing green eyes shone like emeralds in the morning light. With a graceful motion, she threw off the covers and rose from her bed, the soft rustle of her silk nightgown whispering secrets to the morning air.As she moved towards the door, her slender legs carried her with the fluid grace of a deer, her bare feet making barely a sound on the cold floor. The warm sunlight
Asmo paced back and forth in the dimly lit corridor, his anxiety growing with each passing moment. "How much longer will they deliberate?" he muttered to himself.Finally, the doors to the courtroom creaked open, and Michael emerged, his expression solemn.He ordered the Transcendant guards,"Guards, tell Asmo and Lucifer to return to the courtroom."Asmo's heart raced as they reentered the courtroom. Michael cleared his throat, his voice echoing through the chamber. "Lucifer and his brothers, you have been found guilty of unspeakable evil. Your punishment is to be dropped into the unforgiving bottomless pit... or..."Lucifer didn't seem surprised by the verdict at all.He acted indifferent as usual but he couldn't stop himself from asking what was on everyone's mind.Lucifer's eyes narrowed, his voice laced with intrigue as he asked,"Or what, Michael?"Michael's gaze locked onto Lucifer's. "There is a way for all of you to avoid your damnation. Come with me."Asmo's eyes widened as Mi
As the dust settled, Michael and the other Archangels burst forth from the rubble, their powerful presence evident as they levitated into the air. They landed gracefully on the outskirts of the battlefield, their eyes scanning the horizon as they gazed out upon the army of demons that stretched before them. The demons were armed to the teeth, their bodies laden with an arsenal of sophisticated weapons - grenades, machine guns, rocket launchers, flamethrowers, and even suicide bombs strapped to their bodies.The demons unleashed a hail of attacks, a cacophony of gunfire and explosions that shook the ground. But the Archangels stood firm, their eyes blazing with divine intensity as they weathered the storm. Michael raised a hand, and the onslaught froze in mid-air, suspended by the Archangels' collective power."Who's ready to end this?" Michael asked his brothers, his voice low and commanding. His eyes flashed with determination, and his brothers nodded in unison. Their faces were set