Hell's Consort

Newest Chapter for Highest Tier (September 2021)

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Archdemon of Envy

(High Priestess Lilith)

Princess of the 3rd Circle of Hell

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It was the time to summon the Archdemon of Lust.

Lilith's lips curved upward into a smirk until her face split into a wide grin.

She was summoning ancient evil spirits that reside in this mountain, and she couldn't help but curb her giddiness.

Who said an Archdemon couldn't summon a fellow Archdemon?

Lilith was the first High Priestess inside the last High Priestess' body.

Of course, it was possible.

She didn't need assistance from Hecate's grimoire since she retained every spell in her mind.

She even tore the forbidden pages and burned them herself so that her predecessors wouldn't be able to use them.

Lilith was the only person who had access to these taboo spells, and not even Luna could do something to reverse it if she decided to apply it to her loved ones as an experiment.

Giggles bubbling inside her almost escape her throat as she chanted into an old demonic language that only Archdemons knew.

As the evil spirits floated around her while she stood at the edge of the highest cliff, four more disturbing figures emerge from the shadows.

From afar, these demons might wear white masks, but in reality, their eyes were gouged out from their eye sockets.

Their presence tainted the soil at their feet, dyeing it black.

Contrary to popular belief, not all existing was trapped in Hell.

Some were able to escape the pits of inferno if they came across a random portal.

Most portal creators Lilith knew were gods and goddesses and Archangels.

She also speculated that Archdemons could also do it if they weren't bound by the Laws of Heaven and Hell.

Most Ancient Archdemons can match God's Archangels in strength and power since they were cut from the same cloth as the Beings of Light.

The only difference was that they were tempted by pride, lust and greed.

They chose to fully embraced the dark side, which led to their capture and imprisonment, separating them from their Creator.

The Fallen Archangels had become Archdemons.

It was a crystal clear division between good and evil.

All Archdemons—including the First Made Archdemons (Fallen Angels), First-Born Archdemons (Fallen Angels' Offsprings), Turned Archdemons (who won Satan's tournaments and defeated the ruler of a Circle of Hell),  the Demonic Legions up to the lowest Hierarchy of imps and evil souls from the Material Realm who crossed the afterlife still had to act within the boundaries of the Highest God's decree.

These magic portals didn't have to be strictly in Hell since these gates can pop up anywhere and be opened and closed anytime by whoever created it, to begin with.

The only thing they could do was search for loopholes, break the Creator's laws and become punished for it, their darkest essence sent into the most dreaded eighth and ninth circles of Hell.

Lilith hadn't heard of a Fallen Archdemon who was reduced into a puddle of goo return to their most powerful form and rose to the surface from the deepest pits of hell.

It would take a long time, and their capabilities weren't the same as the previous one.

If they returned to challenge a ruler from the Higher Circles as a fledgling Archdemon, they would be squashed like a small bug.

At least, they risked their essence for the sake of the Demon King and Satan's knowledge.

The trees around her creaked as the dust whipped up into the air, blinding her eyes as she looked to the dark creatures across the mountain.

The evil phantoms joined forces with four disturbing figures as they grew into something which almost appeared like dark banshees with extremely long hair, cloaked with darkness itself.

Smoke swirled around where their feet should have been if they were human… but they weren't human.

Four large heads with wrinkled faces floated in the sky and glared down at her.

Their long, dark mane was parted as they danced like tentacles in the air.

A few seconds later, the atmosphere surrounding the ghosts glowed a sick green and yellow,

They gathered, turned their back on her and violently rotated around each other instead,  forming their own circle and spinning around like a tornado which tousled long silver hair.

Lilith's eyes fell shut as she lifted her arms stretched them to reach the storm of shadows.

For a minute, she could hear the sound of high pitched whistles akin to a gusting chorus sung with confidence as the air pressure popped in her ears.

"I summon you thee, Archdemon of Lust. Luxen. The Second Prince of Hell." Lilith breathed.

The strong winds stopped, replaced by the soft breeze as fine as silk when it touched her clammy skin.

That husky voice, smooth as water, roused her to wakefulness and her ears savoured it well.

She didn't want to admit this, but Lilith missed the sound of his voice.

It felt like a long time since she last saw him.

Lilith frowned as she scolded herself, 'Did she just admit that he missed the Archdemon of Lust?'

She opened her eyes, and the dark tornado made of demons disintegrated in the air. "Well, fancy to see you here…. Lilith."

Yet, the slight hesitation made her squint at him in ire. "You thought I was Luna, Luxen?"

"Not really. I needed to think for a second just in case I was mistaken. You do have the pretty face that I like." As he beat his Archdemon wings, The Archdemon of Lust moved closer and reached out to caress the side of her jaw. He smirked and kept his grey gaze on her as if he couldn't bear to look away.  "My eyes need a moment to get used to looking at you as my consort."

Nevertheless, she appreciated that Lilith didn't struggle from summoning Luxen.

"How ungrateful." Lilith slapped Luxen's hand away from her when she realized it was Luna's features he was enamoured with and not hers. "You are my consort, Luxen. Not the other way around."

He shrugged, "Suit yourself."

"Whose Archdemon Legion would you want me to—"

Lilith's eyes widened when she felt Luna taking over the physical vessel again.