Moriah was one of the most prestigious psychiatrists in the country, until the king of the underworld, stepped his eyes on her. Her life stopped being perfect, having visions and hearing voices. After successfully treating what she believed to be mental illness, the real challenge came when Armaloth himself took her in broad daylight. Pain and suffering is the only thing that awaits you in the kingdom of the god of the underworld. Envy and jealousy surround the king's court, along with legendary creatures with ancient powers. Moriah has to survive in her new life and accept that the King will never let her go. Moriah believes that her suffering will have no end. Life in the Underworld is slowly her. All her hopes and will to live are fading away. Nothing matters but to fulfil her destiny. The fight between heaven and can break out at any moment. Armaloth will do whatever it takes to make the prophecy come true, and not even the god above himself will stand in his way. WARNING: Be aware. Expect violence, , and gore in some chapters.
View MoreThey have to learn Armaloth “No, Prince Badaloth. No, your father the king will ask for my head.” With great pride, I watch from my throne as my son Badaloth gives Anton a terrible day. My little boy is proving to be a full-fledged devil. He is barely a year and a half old and his powers are magnificent. My relics did well to choose their mother. Moriah, my wife. Remembering her name made me wonder what she was doing? She has been in the dragon dimension for over a week. And it's about time she returned to fulfil her obligations. I raise my hand closing my eyes. I started to generate a black cloud in front of me. A portal appeared in front of me, and I commanded my thorny branches through the portal. They crossed dimensions until they reached their goal. When I had it, I ordered them back. “AAAAA!” From the portal, Moriah’s screams were heard while she was dragged from the dragon dimension into my presence. I could hear her nearer. Seconds later, my wife's body was dragged over to me
The training Moriah “No Moriah, you're doing it all wrong. That's not how I told you to do it." Oh! Please. This is the fifth or sixth time I've tried it, and nothing seems to satisfy this grumpy old dragon. “We will do it again, and this time I want you to focus like never before. You need to free those thorny branches and stop them at the moment I tell you to. Did you hear me, Moria? This time you have to stop them. I have no more humans left to practice with.” I lowered my gaze and saw the five practice targets on the ground. What insignificant and pathetic beings. And only thinking that I was one of them once. I don't know how Armaloth could have noticed me. The god of the underworld and a human? Ridicu
The rise of the Queen Moriah Armaloth was sitting on his thorny throne. Watching me very carefully. I could feel even his emotions. He was as agitated, as I was. On the other side, was the dragon, fuming from its nose. With the same boring face as ever. That made me smile slightly. And next to him, there was a very beautiful woman. I could see that she was not human, nor demon. But I did feel her power. And it was huge, my skin crawled just looking at her. I also saw demons that I had never seen, and they were massive. This place was the concentration of evil. And I was in the middle of everyone. While I was looking around me. The circles on the floor, lit up one by one, up to the circle where I was. Afterwards, everything was silent. I turned to see my
PersephoneMoriahThis demon is called Anton, I remember him. In order not to scare me, he disguised himself as a human. "Anton," I called him by name, and he made a priceless face when he heard it. That makes me laugh so hard I can hardly stand up. The demon reached down and put his forehead on the floor, singing "My lady." I was waiting to see what he would do, but he remained in the same position. "Get up Anton. Do you know? I remember you, and I know that face is not yours. " Anton, surprised, obeyed me and nervously told me “My lady, I don't want to scare you with my true form. I know how sensitive you are, and from experience, I have to tell you that you wouldn't like to see it."Poor devil, I have to end his suffering. "I know, before, it was al
Its timeArmalothIn disbelief, she shook her head from side to side. However, she waits for me to say what I was thinking. "Moriah, as well as every other member of the royal family. You need to perform the ritual. A specific tattoo will be drawn on your skin. And for each member, it is different. We will then witness its manifestation when the darkness possesses you. Only in that way, you can receive the Persephone crown."As Moriah gazed at me in hesitation, I continued. "I won't say that you will not suffer, but you have already endured a lot of pain. Therefore, you have nothing to fear." The gravity of the situation made my eyes harden. "If the darkness doesn’t think you are good enough for me, the tattoo will not come to life, and you will die.”
The TattooArmalothI opened my eyes even with fatigue, the whole night we spent enjoying each other. Trying to make up for the time we lost. There was a moment when I thought I would never stop. Moriah had awakened in me that all-consuming hunger.And it is something that only she could quench. I lowered my gaze and saw my wife, who was sleeping peacefully in my arms.It has been so long since I felt her body next to mine. I longed for the moment her skin touched mine. Have her by my side, in my bed. My wife had finally returned home. And I couldn't be more alert to her presence. I could smell her, feel her. Just by closing my eyes, I knew what she was doing. She has consumed all my thoughts.This time apar
I want to see the punishmentMoriahI have to be able to stand on my two feet. It’s up to me now, what kind of life I'll have here.My body slammed against his chest. And I felt myself crash against a concrete wall. Air escaped from my lungs on impact. After a few seconds trying to inhale oxygen. Armaloth took a fist of my hair and pulled my head back painfully.This made me face him, and my eyes collided with his. Everything was repeating itself again, and he would never stop abusing me. The fear that had taken hold of me before began to wane as my father's words were repeated over and over again. "My daughter is very smart, my daughter is very smart, my daughter is very
Back in his armsMoriahI can't move, I feel like my feet are anchored to the floor. My muscles are not responding to me. My brain, as well as my surroundings, is frozen. I knew this could happen at any time. But, I thought I was strong enough to accept my fate.Now I see that it’s not the case. I'm cowering, and I can feel the panic start to take over my mind. I also know that I can't do anything. But I'm not ready to go back to that place. So I tried to move my body, I had to face him.I will tell him what I think. So I turned my body in his direction so slowly, I thought I would never make it. And the image that greeted me when I saw him made my stomach turn. I had already forgotten how terrifying and repulsive this being is. A
Rest in peace, Phillip ReginaMoriahSeveral more years passed. My businesses were already controlled by the association with which I made the agreement. Most of my time was spent with my father at home. His condition was deteriorating. He spent more time sleeping than awake. It was my duty to be with him. In the same way that he was always with me.To see him in such a state pains me so much. My father, my rock. The only person I had in this life. He was leaving me. However, I knew it was inevitable. We did not know how long he was going to live. But whatever it was, I would spend it by his side.I couldn't let a minute waste away from him. I was going to make the most of every moment we had together. So I moved to his room, I was his head nurse. A d
The Interview Moriah Case 571, Erwin Bach, accused of multi-homicide first-degree murder, July 17, 2021. The crime scene suggests the attack was not premeditated, according to the police report. There was no evidence to suggest a link between the victims or a modus operandi. They were chosen at random, it seems. Detectives believe the attack was caused by some unknown event. An individual may become aggressive as a result. Based on the photos of the crime scenes, anyone could come to the same conclusion. The evidence does not support a prior connection with the victims as a modus operandi. The suspect was found at the crime scene. There are photographs of him with his victims. “Mm! This does not match the detective's assumptions.” Despite the suspect's
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