Ok I know I promised longer but I got looking over my plot plan and found things a little too fast paced. I needed a chapter to calm things down after a new character. So now without further ado is the bigger, better, meatier chapter!...that didn't come out right...
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Atrixia took another long drag of her pipe and sighed out the smoke once more, staring down Lewis with an increasingly volatile glare. She had him sitting there ready to lecture him for hours about what he was doing wrong, but every time she stopped short of opening her mouth to unload because she couldn't make the point without risking telling him more than he needed to know.
She took in another deep breath from her pipe and let it out in a long exhale.
"What is wrong with you..." she started rather somberly. "You're a descendant of the null mages; arrogant, egotistical warlocks who gave no shits about what they destroyed in their quest for power. Yet you came here in tears 'cause you thought you killed a demon, then, after saving her, you enslave her in a asinine contract to give her back the powers she used to try an kill you...And now!...I find you pitting your demon familiars against each other in near death combat..."
"To be fair-" Lewis started before Atrixia swung her hand across the smoke filled air, somehow making a solid hand out of the smoke that then slapped him harshly across the cheek.
"Control! You must control your demons and your sins! You sat back 'cause of your sin of Sloth, you didn't care about the outcome 'cause if one killed the other you'd have one less problem!" Atrixia growled.
"NO!" Lewis' voice exploded with his rage, creating a gust of power that cleared the air of smoke. "I'll admit that I am lazy! But under no way would I condone the killing of someone!" Lewis said as he stared Atrixia down with the conviction of a warrior on the battle field.
"So your admitting defeat before a fight even gets started? People are going to challenge you! They are going to try and kill you AND your demon cohorts! And you're just going to "put up a good fight"?" Atrixia half taunted. She knew he wasn't prideful, but he wasn't ambitious either.
Lewis growled under his breath. "I won't lay down and take it, that's a whole different scenario. I'm saying that I won't let things get out of hand over something trivial."
"That was clearly getting out of hand, without control over your powers both of those two would of killed you!" Atrixia growled then sighed, trying to calm herself down. Rubbing her temples she sat back down and took another long drag on her pipe, sighing long as she decided to go all in.
"You don't understand your demons as well as you think you do...Noxica has a very dark past, even for a demon..." She glared at Lewis who was still standing near his chair. "Sit, this is a long story, and if you breathe a word of this again I will slow roast you and eat you in a way you would not enjoy..."
Lewis shrank back into his chair, listening intently to what Atrixia was about to say.
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Noxica was born from a War demon father, and a Lust attuned mother. Now under most circumstances a war demon cannot breed, but her father was different. He was a demon who enjoyed brutalizing women, violently. He would demean them, dominate and break them, physically and spiritually. He has even offered power to humans of your world; to names like Jack the Ripper, Leather face, and Genghis Khan. Cruelty was his bread and butter.
Her mother was a poison expert, and had a flare for the nurse role play. It's odd seeing a creature of sin constantly dressed like a caregiver... her favored method of getting the poisons in her prey were of course, a comically oversized needle. She had a sense of humor about her, but she was cunning as well.
Noxica's father eventually found that torturing and raping human woman was not a very challenging endeavor and soon turned his sights inside Hell. Many lust demoness' fell to his mighty muscles, and it was Noxica's mother who stepped up to solve the problem. She endured brutalities the likes of which you have never seen. Every night she would retire to bed with broken bones, countless bruises, cuts, scrapes, scars, and even the occasional missing body part. But she returned to him each day, and took what he had to give, sparing others from his cruelties, returning home and repairing herself as needed.
Each passing day he made her endure more and more, as there is no greater insult to a War demon than the false pride they give themselves. Every woman fell before him, and begged him to stop, But Noxica's mother never screamed, never begged, never even shed a tear. She acted like a lifeless doll as she was beaten and tortured, never giving him the joy he feasted upon in those moments.
As you could guess he eventually tired of trying to break her, and planned to kill her. But she had planned for that. From the very start she injected herself with a pheromone that would eventually entice him to lust. Every day that he was exposed to her scent, every drop of blood that he would drink from her days in torture, they all slowly whittled away at his spirit. And by the time he decided she had to die, he couldn't bring himself to do it. He had her head between his hands, completely ready to crush her skull like a clump of sand, but his heart stopped him.
And that's when she turned the tables, while he was defenseless, she injected him with the purest form of lust there was, the liquid body of "the essence of lust". What ensued was the most savage fucking any world had ever seen. All across the plane of lust you could hear him slam his cock into her fertile snatch. Screams and moans permeated the air for countless nights and days. It would have been a miracle if somehow she didn't end up pregnant with how much seed she took, as infertile as a war demon tends to be.
She kept the child a secret from him as long as she could, but the world knew of their dalliance, and even a demon cannot hide a pregnancy for too long. But, the woman that she was, she had planned things out, I swear she had to have the gift of clairvoyance. Seven months pregnant...And that's when he found her again, and took his vengeance. I will spare you the details, but let's just say that Noxica was born by an un-medicated C-Section.
Her father had every intention of killing the child too. He wanted to tear her out and crush her in front of her dying mother's eyes. But, again something stopped him, He knew what it was this time. He sniffed at the blood that covered his body and detected the poison that was seeping into him. She was incredibly elaborate in making this poison, it was designed to prevent one from acting against the SinNA of the various components that are added to it. She had injected it into her own blood and that made it stop anyone from hurting her should they taste her blood, but, when it was absorbed by him, it added his own code to it, meaning that the complete mix of their bloods could not be harmed...their child.
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Lewis sat completely enraptured by the tale. He had so many questions he didn't know where to start. Moreover he was horrified by the morality of demons, sure the various religions and such warned of these exact details, but to hear the details of the events was far more brutal than the warnings of the church.
"Noxica's life as a misfit devil has not been kind. Her father wants to kill her, and her mother was killed by him. She is a child who wants her father's love, but she will never get it 'cause he didn't even want her. She can't find her purpose." For the first time since he has seen her, Lewis saw what could have been a look of sorrow cross Atrixia's face for a moment.
