890 A New King Shakes The Cosmos
Lenny suddenly spoke, his words echoing both from his mouth to the rest of the Planet and the entire cosmos, as if to make an unbridled declaration of power. "This plane, ruled by the House Of lenny shall now be called Demeter!" The moment lenny said those words, the earth vibrated outwards, as if in acknowledgement of the name Lenny had bestowed upon it. The waves that left it into the outer cosmos went with full force, echoing its name, again and again. In the sixth earth, a world that had long seen its own share of pain and suffering, where the apocalypse arrived some several hundreds of years ago. A plane now ruled by the Royal House of Abaddon. On this plane, even the primordial beasts that ones walked on the earth proudly were now reduced to beasts of burden, carrying heavy loads for their new masters. Failure to complier was met with lashing from whips so enchanted that there stroke not just the body, but the mind and soul. The Primordial beasts wailed and cried, but they had no choice but to do as their masters commanded. If the primordial beasts suffered like this, it was easy for one to guess the fate of the human lives here. They were those in this plain that used humans as accessories, just like a wealthy woman would wear jewels, precious stones about her neck in display of her beauty, demons wore human babies, bending them into inhumane forms, with their orifices sewn up so as to avoid the tears and wails. They wore them on their necks and showed off against one another. In this plane, ruled by the House of destruction and War, were even a Great demon existence was seen as nothing more than a foot soldier, and Greater demons seen as mere guards, towering buildings made entirely of metal stretched across the horizon.
And the air was filled with a palatable mixture of pain, blood, war, and yet a serenity that seemed impossible to behold. In one of the highest points of its towering buildings, in a room were the image of the stars magically filled the walls, making the room seem like the deep beauty of space, a young demon priestess, consulted with the stars. She was dressed in all white, with blood marks on her face and arms. She and the other servants also dressed in white holding hands behind her, engaged in a ritual dance that involved the seductive sway of body as if to imitate the flames burning the sacrifices that had been offered in the center.
Of The Nine earths that made up the Primary Planes, the earth earth had been claimed. Surprisingly, It had not been claimed by any of the other royal families but by a name none had ever heard before. None other than this fellow that had now rejected his once human name. The Demon no longer known as Agent 'X' looked above, "It would seem that the red sands of the nether did not have a worthy challenger for me, because he was busy conquering an entire fucking planet..." He frowned harshly as he turned to the priestess, and in his anger, he waved his hand smacking her to the ground.
And then he mounted her and in his anger, he...