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A magnificent, stone keep stood triumphant within an endless, green field beneath a cloudless, blue sky. At the same time spartan and glorious, it was a perfect mirror of its ruler. As the armies of Heaven endlessly trained and marched around its perimeter, Iomedae, goddess of all that was good and righteous, sat within carefully monitoring the movements of mortal kind, impatiently awaiting the moment when the forces of evil finally played their hand.

She broke her vigil only to treat with her fellow gods, such as now as she barricaded herself inside a strategy chamber to meet with Calistria, goddess of lust and trickery, and her ally only in the most dire of circumstances. Where the room would normally be filled with a large table, maps, and banners, it stood empty. The floor, walls, and even the ceiling were covered in hundreds, if not thousands, of carefully inscribed wards, all to ensure that nothing that was said or done in this room would ever be discovered.

Iomedae stood at parade rest, dressed in a featureless suit of shining armor, her black hair cut short and neat. The eternally serious goddess gave a rare smile as she looked upon the two figures before her. One was an golden haired, elven woman. The second, and the true object of Iomedae's attention, was vaguely human, but unquestionably demonic. Black wings covered in fiendish, red symbols, hooved feet that bled molten metal from burning cracks, vicious claws adorning each hand, her hair done up to resemble horns, woven around and through a spiked, iron crown, and a trio of barbed tails lazily swishing over her plump rear. The rest of her resembled a enticing, pale-skinned women with large breasts and wide hips. Unlike Calistria, who had the decency to at least try and make an effort at modesty, she was completely nude, showing off her ring pierced nipples and clit.

"How much time until the steward senses her presence," Iomedae asked, her gaze never leaving the demon woman's pupiless, white eyes.

"Please dear, give me some credit," Calistria responded in mock offense. "Not even Nethys could penetrate these wards. No one on this plane, or any plane for that matter, knows she's here."

"Excellent." Iomedae's smiled returned with a hint of malice. "Nocticula," she almost growled, "As we agreed, I shall assist in your ascension. The divine power of the demon lords you have killed has brought you most of the way, but you need the essence of a true god to finish your transformation."

"I'm surprised you're so eager to help a big, bad demon lord get what she wants," Nocticula said as she continued to meet the goddess' gaze, unintimidated and smirking.

"We really did not have a choice," Calistria answered. "If we are to truly free you from the Abyss' power, the divine spark has to be from a god whose metaphysical alignment is its exact opposite. There is no way we would ever be able to convince Erastil or Torag to do this, and a minor god would not be powerful enough. Iomedae is literally your only option."

"And I for one, could not be happier for this opportunity," Iomedae said as she raised her hand, and with a clenched fist, chains of light erupted from the floor, binding Nocticula's tails to the ground and her hands behind her back, finally pulling her down onto her knees. The goddess approached, her armor disassembling and vanishing with each step,until she was as nude as her demonic guest.

Nocticula looked up, cooing at the sight of the goddess. She was muscular, with abs that could block arrows. Her body was covered in faded battle scars that, rather than mar her appearance, accentuated her warrior physique. The demon's eyes immediately went to the goddess' breasts, which were far larger than she would have imagined, C-cups at least. As Iomedae reached the bound succubus, Nocticula's eyes fell onto her womanhood, clearly underutilized, but that left it looking rather cute. "Huh, I never pegged you as someone who went hairless down there," the demon said as she looked at the battle maiden's bare pubic region.

"Honestly I am just as surprised," Calistria added. "In your case that is actually a bad idea, you are much more likely to chafe in your armor."

"My nethers are neither of your business," Iomedae snarled. "And for your information Calistria, I only did this for today. It is a special occasion, I thought I should groom myself."

"Oh, you got dolled up just for me," Nocticula mocked as she batted her eyelashes. "Dear Inheritor, I'm flattered." The demoness licked her lips, "Please tell me this essence thing involves kissing that adorable, little pussy of yours."

Iomedae turned up her nose, "You are half right, demon." With a flash of light, a long cock and pair of balls appeared on the goddess' crotch. "You will get my divine essence, and you will suck out every last drop like the whore you are."

"Holy shit!"

"This is what you deserve, you demonic whore."

"I didn't think you even knew what a cock looked like."

"Excuse me?"

"Honey, I know a virgin when I see one, trust me. And I doubt anyone has been crazy enough to walk up and flash you their goods, so someone had to have taken the time to take off their pants and show you. Who was it? Was it Cayden? I bet it was Cayden."

Iomedae grabbed Nocticula by her elaborate hair, "Silence!" She roughly shoved her flaccid member into the demon's mouth. "Start sucking, whore." Nocticula began circling her tongue over the head, her plump lips holding on tight. "Yes, just like that. This is your place, whore. On your knees with a penis in your mouth." As Iomedae's penis grew hard, Nocticula slowly took more of it into her mouth, literally wrapping her tongue around the length as she went. Iomedae grunted, biting back any noises of pleasure as she was apparently unaware that the queen of succubi was amazing at giving head. "This is familiar territory for you, eh w-whore. I bet your palace is, ugh, filled with demonic monstrosities eagerly waiting to u-use your whore mouth." Iomedae literally bit her tongue to stop herself from moaning as Nocticula picked up her pace, sliding down further along the goddess' length, gagging as she reached the base, her tongue tightly hugging the dick as she slid it up and down the holy shaft. "Y-Yes, choke on it you whore." As she felt her climax closing in, the goddess pulled Nocticula back. She kept the head of her dick in the demon's mouth as she stroked her spit-slick cock, finally allowing herself to moan as she finished herself off. "Do not swallow yet. I want to see your mouth filled with my semen."

Iomedae sighed as her cock began to pour out her hot cum. Apparently this wasn't just an excuse to get the succubus to suck her off, as her jizz really was mixed with her divine essence. Nocticula's cheeks bulged as the rod continued to pump out goo, burning the inside of her mouth as it was exposed to the lawfully and good aligned goddess' power. It slightly turned Nocticula on as she knew that would only happen if Iomedae wanted it to. Miss 'holier-than-thou' was intentionally filling her to the brim with holy jizz.

The former paladin finally backed off, a thin line of cum connecting the demon to her slowly limping member. She tilted Nocticula's head up, "Look at me." The demon lord did as she was told. She looked oddly adorable with her puffed out cheeks and pursed lips starting to leak.

"Damn you," Iomedae swore to herself as she suppressed such a thought. "Swallow it," she commanded.

Nocticula decided to show off and consumed the entire load in one obscene gulp, opening her mouth to show she got it all. Realizing she would never get a chance like this again, the demon decided, 'fuck it, let's poke this bear.' "You've had months to plan this, and the best 'punishment' you could come up with is a blowjob and some chains?"

Iomedae's satisfied look quickly shifted to anger. A large, round table suddenly appeared in the center of the room. The goddess grabbed the demon by her hair and lifted her up, slamming her back-first onto the table. Nocticula had the wind knocked out of her as chains once more appeared, binding her legs.

"You want to be punished, you impudent whore," Iomedae growled as her penis became longer and thicker. She lined her cock up, just barley touching the demon's lips. "Do you think I have forgotten the worshipers your followers have raped and murdered, the champions you have corrupted and ruined. Do not be mistaken for one moment, whore. I am not doing this out of any goodwill or to honor any agreement we had. I am doing this because Calistria promised me that I would be allowed to break you. As soon as you ascend, there are rules in place to keep me from snapping your neck like I should, but now, now you are just another pathetic demon trapped in my realm. And I am going to fuck every hole in your body until you are nothing but a brain dead, semen-filled wreck, devoid of your haughty attitude and begging for more."

The goddess rammed her cock down Nocticula's throat, making it expand slightly as the demon's eyes widened at the sudden hostility. The holy warrior violently pumped her hips, repeatedly slamming the whole of her length into the demon lord's face as she roughly grabbed the succubus' breasts for leverage. Realizing no one would hear outside this room, Iomedae screamed, "Take my righteous cock you demon whore! I will purge the evil from you, one climax at a time!"

"'Take my righteous cock'," Calistria commented.

"Calistria," Iomedae yelled over the sounds of Nocticula's throat being violated as her thrusts picked up speed. "Shut your mouth and keep your snide comments to yourself, or I swear upon Aroden's legacy I will face fuck you next!"

Maybe it was because she had never known Iomedae to make idle threats, or maybe it was because she had never seen the normally chaste and uptight goddess ever act this aggressively, never mind sexually, but Calistria decided discretion was the better part of valor, and did as she was told. Besides, Calistria was never a bottom.

Nocticula felt regret for the first time in her existence as the bear she had poked was now poking past her tonsils, as the normally righteous champion grunted like a feral animal, releasing her anger onto the demon lord, who, through millennia of experience and practice, remained conscious during her throat swabbing. The demoness' vision was currently being blocked by a pair of large, spit covered balls slapping her in the face, as she began to worry. Normally this would be the part where she would teleport behind the person fucking her and rip their heart out through their back. For shits and giggles, she actually did try to escape halfway through Iomedae's speech, only to find none of her powers working. She had no choice but to get fucked repeatedly by an extremely pissed off goddess, and the succubus was not used to losing control like this.

"Still conscious, whore?" The warrior goddess suddenly removed her cock, leaving behind a mess of spit on the demon's face. "I am not going to waste another load on that mouth of yours," she panted. "I know exactly where I am going to put this one." She grabbed the table and effortlessly spun it around. The chains holding the demon's legs pulled her down until her butt was at the edge of the table and spread her. Iomedae wasted no time, shoving herself into Nocticula's pussy. It was only her anger that kept her from moaning as her dick was enveloped by the demon's hot, tight interior.

Nocticula on the other hand had no such problems as the knight's cock filled her up. "Ah fuck!" This wasn't good, she was actually starting to enjoy this.

"Do you like this, you demon whore? Then moan for me! Moan like the whore you are as I fuck you into godhood! Tell me how good it feels to be lanced by this holy cock!" Iomedae's eyes quickly flicked to Calistria, who had a fist pressed against her mouth.

"T-This is nothing," she lied. "I've been gangbanged by balor's and spit-roasted by a pair of demon lord brothers. One little cock isn't going to do it for me, bitch."

"Oh really?" Iomedae removed herself, "If this is not having any effect, then I should stop."

Nocticula fought every urge to beg the goddess to put it back in.

The maiden of valor slowly stroked herself. "I will just have to rub my big, long, throbbing, member by myself." She brought a hand over to the demon and slowly circled around Nocticula's vulva, frustratingly avoid her more sensitive areas. "I do hope you do not mind if I preoccupy my other hand as I touch my thick, hot penis."

The demon grunted "You sadistic bitch, I'm almost proud that I brought out this side of you."

Iomedae said nothing as she climbed onto the table and straddled the succubus, waving her divine meat in the temptress' face. "I know why you want this purification. I have spent centuries combating your kind, and I have learned that more than any other fiend, demons are ruled by the sins that birthed them."

Nocticula's jaw was painfully clenched as she looked at the swollen head of the goddess cock, a drop of precum temptingly leaked out, while the knight continued to play with herself.

"For glabrezu, it is physically painful for them to tell the truth. A babau? It must savior it's kills, watching as the life fades from it's victim's eyes, or they will suffer a constant ache that only another such kill can alleviate. And succubi," Iomedae brought her dick as close as she could to Nocticula's face without touching it. She smiled as she could see the demoness struggling, "They are ruled by lust, they will take any chance they have to engage in carnal acts. It is as necessary to them as food is to mortals. But you are special, you are the first succubus, the original embodiment of wanton lust and desire." Another drop of precum appeared, this time Iomedae aimed so that it would drip directly on to Nocticula's lips. "I know your weakness. You try so hard to hide it. Acting the femme fatale and pretending to use sex as just another tool to further your goals. But in truth, the sight of such magnificent manhoods bring out your real self. You want to suck them, you want them inside you, you want to feel their semen pour into you, you have no choice. It is not a matter of want or need, you literally cannot stop yourself." The goddess rested her dick head on the demon's lips. "You want this purification because you know how easy it will be for someone to wander into your realm and have your on your knees, they would have a goddess at their beck and call, and all they have to do is wave their penis in your face. Just. Like. This." The battle maiden leaned back, taking her dick away from the demon's reach and stroking herself faster. "So whore, are you sure you do not want this one little cock?'"

Nocticula's heart was pounding, her arms hurt from how hard she had been trying to shatter her bonds as Iomedae teased her. She could feel her teeth about to crack from how tightly her jaw was clenched.

"I am close. Calistria, please fetch me a cup. I will relieve myself in there and she can drink it."

"Argh," the demon finally screamed. "Do it! Fuck me you self-righteous bitch!" Nocticula's eyes were wide and wild.

Iomedae gave another malicious smile, "Oh no, dear. That is not how you ask for something you want."

"Please! Please please please please please! Fuck me! Please, fuck me!

"And why do you want me to?"

"Because you're right! I'm a whore! All I can ever think about is cock! Long, hard cocks fucking every hole I have!" Nocticula was flailing as best as the chains would allow her as she desperately tried to free herself. "From the moment I first appeared in the Abyss, all I wanted to do was suck and worship every cock around me! Please! If you have any mercy in you, fuck me!"

"As you wish, whore." Iomedae once more stood between Nocticula's spread legs. She tapped her dick on the demon's dripping slit. "Once more dear, what do you want me to do?"

"Fuck me! Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me! Please!"

The goddess buried herself to the hilt inside the demon lord. Nocticula screamed in pleasure as it slid into her. "So whore, how is it?"

"I love it! Pound my pussy with your huge dick!"

"Thank me for spearing you with my holy lance, whore!"

"Thank you, Iomedae!"

"Again!"

"Thank you, Iomedae," Nocticula yelled as she came.

"Take it all you stupid whore," Iomedae responded as she spilled her divinely charged cum into the demon. She shoved herself in as far as she could god as she shot glob after glob into the demon lord.

Maybe that first load she swallowed had more of an effect on her than she thought, as Nocticula noted this batch of goddess cream didn't burn as bad. Or maybe years of fucking literal demigods had rendered her vagina invincible. Would that carry over after she breaks away from demonhood?

Iomedae turned her head, as if something caught her attention. "Oh, good. The ladies have arrived." She removed her cum dripping dick and nonchalantly raised her hand, causing two more figures to appear in the room. One was thin, pale woman, wearing a sheer, white gown, with long, black hair and a pair of butterfly wings on her back. The other was a dark-skinned woman with long, golden hair that moved and flowed like the wisps of a blaze, wearing a red and blue sari, with a pair of angelic wings sprouting from her back.

"Desna, Sarenrae," Iomedae greeted with a bow, "As always, welcome to my realm. Where is Shelyn, she was to join us, yes?"

"Zon-Zon's been on a warpath lately," the dark haired Desna answered. "She's trying to minimize the damage."

"Aroden's legacy, that creature...," the muscular woman swore, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Enough about that, as you can see, our guest of honor is ready and waiting." Nocticula was a sight. She was the most feared demon lord in creation, the most powerful demon second only to the goddess Lamashtu, and here she was, jizz spilling from her sex as she laid bound and powerless, begging for more.

Desna strolled over to the chained demon and lifted her head up to meet her face, "I'm going to fuck you in the ass for every cleric your succubi have taken from me."

"I'm not here for any particular vengeance," the flame haired Sarenrae added. "I want to watch my little butterfly fuck you senseless. Plus it seems all too appropriate for the demon queen of darkness to be broken in by the goddess of sunlight."

The two goddesses shed their clothes. Desna was slim with petite breasts and not much of a figure, but exuded a confidence in her body despite her lack of curves. Sarenrae was almost the opposite, covered in athletic muscle, as opposed to Iomedae's battle hardened build, with strong dancer's legs, and a pair of breasts to rival Nocticula. Both were already sporting, long, hard cocks, ready to join in the fun.

Nocticula's bonds released, only to flip her over and rebind her on all fours. She was lifted briefly to let Iomedae lay under her, before she was roughly forced onto the battle maiden's rod, letting out a loud moan as she was penetrated. Desna quickly hopped up onto the table and unceremoniously shoved herself into the demon lord's asshole. The goddess began to furiously thrust into the former temptress' as the women below moved in tandem with her.

"Yes! Yes! Fuck yes! Give me those big, divine dicks," Nocticula moaned out.

"Of course you would love being fucked in two holes at once," Desna grunted, gripping the demon's shoulders as she pounded Nocticula's ass as hard as she could. "The great seductress Nocticula, on her hands and knees, begging to be rutted like a beast in heat. I wonder how quickly your worshipers would abandon you if they saw you like this."

"Shameless whore," Iomedae said through gritted teeth as she slammed into the succubus pussy with similar force.

Sarenrae knelt down in front of Nocticula as she was double-teamed. "Don't worry, dear," the sun goddess said as she tilted the demon's chin up, "I'll make them stop. All I need you to do is tell you're sorry for the evil you've done."

Some logical part of Nocticula's brain overcame the unnatural pleasure she was feeling and reminded her she was being humiliated. For the first time since her mortal soul was taken by the realm of demons, she was utterly helpless. And when she ascends, if she ascends, these four will remember this. From now on, when they looked at her, no matter how much respect she earns as a true goddess, they'll will only see a cum covered demon, at their mercy and shamelessly begging for their cocks. Looking up, she met the angel's eyes, saw the serene smile on her face, and knew she could trust her. "I'm sorr_-glgk-_!"

"Huh, what was that," Sarenrae asked after forcing her way into the demon's mouth. "I can't seem to understand you." She took hold of the demon's spiked crown and pumped her hips. "Last chance." She moaned as the demon lord's desperate attempts to apologize caused pleasant vibration against her dick. "Nope, still can't understand you. If you're not going to take this seriously, than I guess we're going to have to keep going. Sorry."

Calistria leaned against the wall, grooming her nails, watching as the table shook and bounced as the three other goddesses released millennia upon millennia of pent up divine wrath. One would think the actual, literal goddess of lust and violence would be far too eager to join in, but sadly the elven deity was stuck playing lookout. It was fine though. When this was over, she would pull some strings and set Nocticula up with a cozy little spot in Elysium, then make the fledgling goddess repay her with copious amounts of cunnilingus. She had been waiting eons for the chance to ride that girl's face.

"She wants divine essence," Iomedae shouted as her climax neared, "Then let us give this whore all she can handle!" With a final thrust, the goddess cried out in triumph as she released her seed. She was quickly joined by her fellow goddesses as they painted the demon's insides white. Cum flew out of Nocticula's nose as her holes were filled to capacity. The trio removed themselves, globs of jizz spilling out behind them. For a moment, the demon forgot she didn't need to breath and panted as her throat was finally freed, until she felt someone grab her arms.

Desna lifted the demon lord to her feet, bending her over, and began to thrust into her ass again. "Did you think I was bluffing, you stupid, demon bitch? I'm going to fuck your ass until you can't walk anymore!" Nocticula's long tongue hung from her open mouth as she was being pounded.

"Yes. Please keep fucking my ass," she garbled out.

"Renounce your dominion over the night, you demon cunt!"

"I renounce my dominion!"

"Whose the true goddess of the night!"

"You are!"

"Say my name!"

"Desna!"

"Who am I!"

"Desna! True goddess of the night!"

"You're fucking right I am," the night goddess yelled as she slammed her hips forward one last time, and fired another load into the demon's ass. Letting go, Nocticula fell face down into the growing puddle of jizz, ass sticking up in the air. Desna squatted over and mounted the demon, burying herself in the succubus' ass once more. "One load up your ass for every life you've ruined. Stay conscious, demon, I want to hear you moan as I ruin you." She savored the demon's remarkably still tight hole, when she felt her own ass get penetrated. Looking back, she saw her glowing lover giving an apologetic smile. "S-Sarenrae?"

"I'm sorry honey, but you look so sexy right now." Sarenrae managed to fall into a rhythm, thrusting down as Desna came up, making sure her lover was being stimulated on both ends. Meanwhile, Nocticula giggled like an idiot as her ass was further filled.

"Damn it, Sarenrae. This feels too good, I'm going to cum too quickly." Desna shuddered, releasing another load into the senseless demon, as her angelic partner quickly leaned down to kiss her neck and hold her up. While her current assault was ended prematurely, the night goddess had an absolutely devious idea.

Nocticula felt Desna exit and heard her counting down. She let out an involuntary scream as she felt both goddesses shove their dicks into her ass, literally pushing her hole to newfound limits.

"Oh, what's wrong Nocticula," Sarenrae mocked, "We thought you of all people would be used to having two massive cocks up your ass at once." The sun goddess was pulled into a kiss by her butterfly winged paramour. Each one had a hand on the demon's hips as they thrust into her at the same time.

Soon, Nocticula found herself enjoying the new sensation, "Yes. Break me with those fat cocks."

As Sarenrae felt her climax near, she suddenly took herself out of the demon and quickly stepped behind Desna, once more shoving her dick up the other goddess' ass. "Ah yes!"

"Sarenrae you bit-ah-." Desna moaned as she felt her partner burst inside her, bringing on her own orgasm as she once more filled the demon's rectum. Catching her breath, Desna turned her head, "I'm going to make you pay for that, dear."

"Oh no," Sarenrae uttered in mock distress as she was tackled to the ground by her annoyed girlfriend.

Nocticula was pulled up by her hair again, to find Iomedae's member in her face, the goddess jerking herself off at the display she witnessed. "Open," she commanded. The demon did as she was told and gratefully took the dick into her mouth. "You may swallow this time." With a groan, the knight came, Nocticula greedily gulping down every drop she was given. Iomedae gently held the demon's chin, "I would say you have been sufficiently broken, whore. But it seems we are having too much fun." The woman looked over to her fellow goddesses.

Desna had Sarenrae against the wall as she showed her lover's asshole no mercy. "You've been a bad girl Sarenrae. Bad girls get big dicks up their fat, bronze ass."

"No, please," the angel moaned in pretended pain, "I can't take any more. Mercy."

"When you two are finished," Iomedae addressed her peers, "I would like to try something call a 'love train.'"

How much time passed as the three goddesses took turns plowing the demon lord and each other? As Nocticula was fucked in every position her captors could think of? Perhaps hours, years, maybe even centuries. Probably not that last one, actually. Calistria would have told them if they were in here long enough for their absences to be noted. Regardless of how much time had been spent, in the end, the three goddesses, spent of their anger, de-summoned their conjured manhoods and cuddled together against the wall, recovering their energy, as Nocticula lay of the table, thoroughly coated in their thick cum, and finally having passed out.

"Would you like to make this a regular thing," Desna asked as she stroked Iomedae's hair. "I'm sure Shelyn would love it if you joined us."

"I will consider it," the former mortal replied as she allowed herself to enjoy the warmth of the other women. With a content sigh, the warrior goddess slowly stood, to the trio's mutual disappointment. "This has been, maybe not fun, but.."

"Cathartic?"

"Indeed." With a flick of her wrist, Iomedae's armor reformed around her, now including a bright red cape.

"Dear, you really shouldn't go hairless in armor like that. You'll chafe something fierce."

Calistria, who had remained silent up until this point, let out a laugh.

Iomedae closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before speaking, "Let us finish this ascension already, shall we." With a wave of her hand, the goddess began to clean up Nocticula. Despite the voice in her head telling her to try and teleport the mess into Asmodeus' throne room, she settled on sending it to the plane of fire. However, she paused as the demon's skin was revealed. Where once she was fair skin, the demon lord was now a light shade of lilac. Iomedae quickly finished the clean up and inspected the, apparently, former demon. Her disheveled hair was now a deep purple, her wings matched her skin, bearing graceful spiraling shapes instead of the previous wicked symbols. Her barbed tails and hooved legs were still there, though far less fearsome looking.

Calistria walked over to the dumbfounded warrior. "Her body has taken new shape to reflect her freedom from the Abyss' influence. With the amount of energy the three of you were pumping into her, she must have ascended partway through the gangbang." The elven goddess gently picked up the sleeping Nocticula. "Now that she is no longer a demon lord, we have no reason to hide her presence. Will it be alright if she slept in your chambers, I do not wish to risk traveling across the planes while she is vulnerable like this."

"Oh, um, yes. Of course," Iomedae answered as she willed a blanket to cover the newly ascended goddess.

As Calistria began to walk away, she stopped and addressed the trio, "To ease the growing guilt I can feel welling up inside you all for giving in to your base desires, you have done a good thing today. You have cost the Abyss it's greatest peacekeeper, and the power vacuum her absence will create will have the other demon lords quickly moving against each other. You have bought the multiverse a few centuries of peace as the demons tear each other apart."

"You... You planned all of this? Is that why you were so eager to help her?"

"As I said before, dear, keeping secrets is my specialty. Good day ladies." Without another word Calistria left the room.

Iomedae noted the wards were still active. Relocking the door, she removed her clothes again as she walked over to Desna and Sarenrae, much to their delight. "I would like to go back into the cuddle pile, please."

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"At least, that's one of the stories I heard," Fel said as she poured herself another cup of tea.

The young cleric Darius sat across from her, eyes wide, mouth agape, the cup he was holding now on the floor, its contents having most likely stained the carpet by now. They were enjoying tea in the back room of the temple when the topic of the line between demigod and true god came up. And then suddenly Darius was listening to his friend tell a story about how his goddess literally fucked the evil out of someone. Needless to say, he was having difficulties settling on what emotions to feel right now.

"Of course, many still have their doubts she ascended at all. Not because, 'the goddess of boobies could never forsake us,' but because a new god's appearance and the loss of such a powerful demon would have to have some major affect on the multiverse. And before you say anything, I do not believe the Arcane Drought was caused by this. Neither her demonic portfolio or her currently rumored one involve magic in any serious capacity. If anything one would expect something along the lines of succubi everywhere losing their collective shit. Granted there are few ways for anyone to learn of what is transpiring in the Abyss, but given the nature of demons, such a disturbance would eventually spill out into the material. Perhaps the ripples of the gods' actions just take time to reach the rest of us?" The clock on the wall chimed, alerting the pair that it was now six-o'clock. "Oh my, look at the time. We had better head to the abbey. The high priestess will be cross with us if we're late again." With a 'hyup' Fel lifted the still unresponsive cleric over her shoulder and made her away outside.