Who is your master?
Moriah
There was a noise, my eyelids didn't want to move, and I felt someone moving my arm. I managed to open them after a lot of effort. The first thing I noticed were the branches of the thorny tree. There were many of them, and they had grown a lot. The tree had grown so much that I was unable to see its crown. The branches were so abundant that nothing could enter, creating an unbreakable shadow.
Looking at where it was lying, I saw that I was inside one of its roots. It looked like a canoe, and inside it was covered in moss. I didn't know where I was, but I knew it was the same tree. The same branch was still tangled around my ankle when I looked down. Everything was still the same, but bigger.
The person next to me clear
They have to learn Armaloth “No, Prince Badaloth. No, your father the king will ask for my head.” With great pride, I watch from my throne as my son Badaloth gives Anton a terrible day. My little boy is proving to be a full-fledged devil. He is barely a year and a half old and his powers are magnificent. My relics did well to choose their mother. Moriah, my wife. Remembering her name made me wonder what she was doing? She has been in the dragon dimension for over a week. And it's about time she returned to fulfil her obligations. I raise my hand closing my eyes. I started to generate a black cloud in front of me. A portal appeared in front of me, and I commanded my thorny branches through the portal. They crossed dimensions until they reached their goal. When I had it, I ordered them back. “AAAAA!” From the portal, Moriah’s screams were heard while she was dragged from the dragon dimension into my presence. I could hear her nearer. Seconds later, my wife's body was dragged over to me
The training Moriah “No Moriah, you're doing it all wrong. That's not how I told you to do it." Oh! Please. This is the fifth or sixth time I've tried it, and nothing seems to satisfy this grumpy old dragon. “We will do it again, and this time I want you to focus like never before. You need to free those thorny branches and stop them at the moment I tell you to. Did you hear me, Moria? This time you have to stop them. I have no more humans left to practice with.” I lowered my gaze and saw the five practice targets on the ground. What insignificant and pathetic beings. And only thinking that I was one of them once. I don't know how Armaloth could have noticed me. The god of the underworld and a human? Ridicu
The rise of the Queen Moriah Armaloth was sitting on his thorny throne. Watching me very carefully. I could feel even his emotions. He was as agitated, as I was. On the other side, was the dragon, fuming from its nose. With the same boring face as ever. That made me smile slightly. And next to him, there was a very beautiful woman. I could see that she was not human, nor demon. But I did feel her power. And it was huge, my skin crawled just looking at her. I also saw demons that I had never seen, and they were massive. This place was the concentration of evil. And I was in the middle of everyone. While I was looking around me. The circles on the floor, lit up one by one, up to the circle where I was. Afterwards, everything was silent. I turned to see my
PersephoneMoriahThis demon is called Anton, I remember him. In order not to scare me, he disguised himself as a human. "Anton," I called him by name, and he made a priceless face when he heard it. That makes me laugh so hard I can hardly stand up. The demon reached down and put his forehead on the floor, singing "My lady." I was waiting to see what he would do, but he remained in the same position. "Get up Anton. Do you know? I remember you, and I know that face is not yours. " Anton, surprised, obeyed me and nervously told me “My lady, I don't want to scare you with my true form. I know how sensitive you are, and from experience, I have to tell you that you wouldn't like to see it."Poor devil, I have to end his suffering. "I know, before, it was al
Its timeArmalothIn disbelief, she shook her head from side to side. However, she waits for me to say what I was thinking. "Moriah, as well as every other member of the royal family. You need to perform the ritual. A specific tattoo will be drawn on your skin. And for each member, it is different. We will then witness its manifestation when the darkness possesses you. Only in that way, you can receive the Persephone crown."As Moriah gazed at me in hesitation, I continued. "I won't say that you will not suffer, but you have already endured a lot of pain. Therefore, you have nothing to fear." The gravity of the situation made my eyes harden. "If the darkness doesn’t think you are good enough for me, the tattoo will not come to life, and you will die.”
The TattooArmalothI opened my eyes even with fatigue, the whole night we spent enjoying each other. Trying to make up for the time we lost. There was a moment when I thought I would never stop. Moriah had awakened in me that all-consuming hunger.And it is something that only she could quench. I lowered my gaze and saw my wife, who was sleeping peacefully in my arms.It has been so long since I felt her body next to mine. I longed for the moment her skin touched mine. Have her by my side, in my bed. My wife had finally returned home. And I couldn't be more alert to her presence. I could smell her, feel her. Just by closing my eyes, I knew what she was doing. She has consumed all my thoughts.This time apar