How I became the Empress of Hell 1.22: ❤️❤️Mellic’s Cruelty

The castle looked different as I approached the main entrance; more sinister and imposing. I eased open the door and peered into the darkened entry way cautiously. I didn’t take more than one step forward before my Master’s voice bood loudly through the stone corridor.

“Allexus! Get your ass in here… NOW!!”

I felt like a giant hand was pushing forward as I made my way towards the throne room. Upon entering the brightly lit chamber my demonic vision quickly adjusted to the overly illuminated room. The normally dimly burning torches were instead shooting columns of white fire almost all the way up to the huge vaulted ceiling. The most startling change was sitting in the throne room. Instead of wearing the twisted form of Elia or the massive muscular body that he had when I t him; a tall, slender, unassuming male demon sat upon the brightly gleaming throne. He only wore a pair of flowing red pants and his toned abdon glistened in the firelight. He was drumming his fingers with a look of pure rage and hatred on his face as I was push-walked up to him.

“No point in hiding it anymore… I suppose. Of all the demons in all the realms you had to summon to fight my sister… MY FUCKING SISTER!! You will pay dearly for this, Allexus. Once I’ve dealt with you I intend to go back at full strength and wipe the stain that is my sibling out for good. I-”

“She’s already been dealt with.”

He sat straight up and glared daggers at .

“What did you say?! Already dealt with?! How? You expect to believe you were able to overpower her and permanently kill her? You do know that she can change bodies… right?”

“She was mortally wounded and I cut the head off the first body. We dealt with her second body and she faded to ash. I can guarantee you she is no longer alive.”

“Which one did she pass her powers on to? I’m guessing that blood mage… she always had a thing for hex mages.”

“She died before she had a chance to do anything else. Your attacks weakened her quite a bit, and when you killed the big spider her army was very disorganized.”

He nodded very slowly, studying my face intently before standing up. I instinctively backed up as he stepped forward and shook his head with a smirk on his face. He waved his hand and tightly squeezed his fist closed. Chains shot from the floor and wrapped themselves around each of my arms and legs.

“Kneel you ungrateful bitch.”

The chains pulled downwards onto my hands and knees; no matter how hard I pulled I couldn’t get the tightly wound tal off. I tilted my head upwards and glared at my master, who in turn rely smirked back at . He waved his hand again and my armor and clothing evaporated. My master knelt down next to and surprised by sitting cross legged right in front of . His claws scraped my neck as he tilted my head up to look directly at his face.

“Allexus… it would be so much easier if I could just make you forget everything you learned from my sister.”

“Why llic? Afraid knowing all about you will give an edge over you?”

He slapped hard and the pain blossod in my face and made my vision go white for a second. I debated on making another retort but realized that he had in a very vulnerable position and could easily kill if he wanted to. All that experience and effort I had accrued since my last save would be wasted and I would be stuck at level 1 for a day, all because of my temper was getting the best of . I closed my mouth and sighed.

“Let ask you a question, dearest Allexus. If you had the ability to make yourself into whatever you wanted at will, would you do it? An amulet that lets its wearer gain amazing combat abilities… a ring that lets you assu whatever form you can think of. Or a room that bends and shapes to your every whim. That is my power.”

He sighed through his nose heavily and closed his eyes for a mont. I scoffed loudly and rolled my eyes at him.

“But enchantnts can be undone. That’s your weakness. Strip away all those and you have nothing.”

He opened his eyes and smirked at again.

“You’re correct up to a point. If you were to remove all my enchantnts, I wouldn’t be much of a challenge to anyone. However… that's if you can remove them in the first place. My most powerful enchantnts are crafted so that removal is nigh impossible. So are impossible to remove. Like your body. It is layer upon layer upon layer of enchantnt magic. The minor enchantnts that I put on you to force control or to keep you aroused are rely surface spells. Every cell in your body is woven together using my abilities. You are by far my greatest creation.”

I had no idea the level of work it had taken to create my demonic body. The painstaking amount of effort required to turn from a pathetic Angelspawn into a voluptuous Sex Demon must have been extre. The amount of dedication it required to turn into what I was also spoke volus about my master.

“I didn’t know… why go to such lengths for ? I was a no-na Angelspawn who happened to stumble into the wrong castle… Why give this gift?”

He leaned forward and kissed passionately and my body responded in kind. I felt the familiar tingling between my thighs and moaned involuntarily into his mouth. After a few seconds he pulled away and sat back.

“I knew from the mont you set foot in my castle that you were destined to be mine forever, Allexus.”

I blinked my eyes in pure utter shock and was stunned into silence. After I thought about what he had said for a mont, I shook my head.

“I’m not so piece of property you can use at your own disposal and cast aside or threaten my health and safety the next… All that does is make hate and resent you. Why in the hell would I want to ‘be yours’ if you treat like your slave?”

After waving his hand he vanished from sight. I looked around and suddenly jumped when I felt his hands on my ass. I could feel his hot breath as he leaned over and whispered into my ear.

“It’s never been about what you want… Allexus. You exist purely for my pleasure.”

He pushed himself fully into in one stroke and I scread in ecstasy. He took roughly for what felt like hours. I lost track of how many tis he filled with his seed and how many tis my body responded to being taken. When he finally finished he released my limbs from the chains and I slumped to the floor. All the torches dimd and the room returned to its usual appearance as my master teleported out. I staggered to my feet and leaned against the walls for support as I limped back to my room. I collapsed onto the bed and saved my progress before skipping my level up process and logging out.