Lord of Sin - A Hellaverse AUSI

Within Stolas mansion, a pillar of black flame erupted within the study of the legendary gay bird.

Alan appeared from the darkness, his figure striking as he maintained the gentlemanly posture he had shown earlier that day.

"Is she asleep?"

"Yes"

Alan nodded his head, he took out a ring and tossed it to Stolas who caught the ring carefully. The ring had a simple design, silver with small purple jewels embedded around it. 

Seeing Stola catch the ring, Alan explained to him its functions-

"The jewels are filled with dying will flames, you can research it if you want. Anyway, the ring allows you to disguise yourself in any form you want. You create an illusion that everyone would believe, so you can turn into an imp, succubus- whatever you want. You can shape your body to whatever form you desire. The form lasts for a year, return it to me so I could recharge it if you used up all the energy"

Stolas wore the ring, then he envisioned the form he wished to take, a tiny imp, just a bit taller than his dear friend.

As the image manifested in his mind, Stola directed his will into the ring and he felt a sticky black liquid envelop him.

Alan watched as Stolas was enveloped by the shadows-

'Well… it's powered by dying will flames but the spell for the transformation is based on Nyarlototheps knowledge…'

He mused as he watched Stolas painfully transform into an imp, after which he complained.

"I say, the transformation was a lot more painful than I expected"

Alan shrugged as he replied, "You never asked"

"Could it be reduced?"

"Nope"

"..."

Stolas sighed, he then recalled the information that Alan had given him.

"Are you sure Blitzy's here at Imp City?"

Alan rolled his eyes, a magic circle manifested within his irises, his eyes glowed with a dark purple light. This lasted for a few seconds before it vanished and he replied-

"Richest Cup, he's planning to start bar hopping in a few minutes, after that you'll have a hard time looking for him"

Hearing Alan's words, Stola nodded his head as a portal manifested before him, just as he was about to enter the portal he stopped and turned towards Alan-

"Please, make sure Olivia does not learn of this…"

"Don't worry, you're wife would desperately keep this secret- of course, she would know about your involvement"

Hearing Alan's words, Stolas smirked, the impish smirk gave Alan an understanding of the feelings that were bursting out of the unfortunate gay owl.

"Oh don't worry about it, make sure to send me the recording- this time… I would have the upper hand!"

Stolas tried to make a show of evil but his comical act looked really… weak. Alan did not say anything though and instead watched silently as the Owl Prince- now an imp entered the portal and disappeared from his estate.

As the silence consumed the room once more Alan, turned his gaze towards the direction of the masters bedroom.

'To keep this whole place quiet… Octavia… hmm- the crawling chaos does have a plethora of spells for such an occasion… but- let's keep it as a deep memory, dear Octavia would only love the memory of an outer deities descent when she gets older… I wonder how messed up this family would end up in the future though?'

Alan's thoughts ran wild as he enveloped the whole manor in his spell. 

He quickly finished the enchantment and then dived into the shadows. The puddle of darkness swam through the walls and ceiling, hidden within the darkness, it quickly made its way to the masters bedroom.

Slipping through the gap between the door and the floor, Alan entered the dark room.

Next to Stella who was sleeping soundly, a dark shadow emerged from the floor, two crimson eyes were the only marker that something had appeared within the room.

'Let's see… an isolated space where no one would hear them scream…'

Alan extended his hand, a dark purple magic circle manifested, it contained symbols that did not exists in this realm- symbols no demon, angel or mage could decipher.

"VOID"

His voice echoed in the room as a purple wave of energy passed through everything.

No change occurred but Alan could feel it, the isolation that he recalled from a time- before he was reincarnated.

"Really reminds me of that Cosmic bitch- wait… now that I think about it-"

Alan did not hid his thoughts, he said his words out loud this time but Stella still remained in deep sleep. Seeing as she was not going to wake up anytime soon, Alan reached out towards the Karen like princess and-

*GRAB*

He grabbed her by the throat and tossed her of the bed-

As a Goetia, Stella's body was very sturdy, she wasn't injured from the throw but she did wake up-

"WHAT? WHO THE FUCK?! STOLAS!"

She screamed, her anger evident as she glared at the man who stood over her-

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!"

She demanded as she tried to stand up but Alan was faster, he reached out his hand. He already used the power of Nyarlathotep to transform into a humanoid shadow monster. His body was grotesque as it looked like a monster that came straight out of a japanese hentai!

His muscles looked like millions of interwoven tentacles, the texture of his touch was slimy and rough-

Stella was disgusted but more than disgust she now felt-

Fear.

Her scream should have alerted someone, her cry should have made people rush in but-

'Why is no one coming?!'

The power, the pride that she had quickly vanished. Her face, ever so proud had now shown signs of breaking.

Alan, behind his disguise had a curious look on his face-

'Damn… even demons are affected by the Old ones… good to know'

He noted that piece of information in his mind before moving forward with his plans. Within the darkness, cameras were recording the scene. There was focus in the expression on Stella's face, the slow change from pride to fear was recorded in 4k, ultra HD.

'Stolas is gonna love this'

Alan thought as he took a single step forward, Stella, out of pure instinct crawled back, every step Alan made the crazy bitch moved back.

'This is entertaining'

Watching the crazy bitch of a Karen trembling and trying her best to run was fun, Alan could see that Stella had tried to stand and run away but her legs were trembling and he knew that she lost strength out of pure fear.

The two continued this charade until Stella hit the wall, when her back touched the wall, the look of utter despair on her face aroused Alan-

"She may be an owl but damn is this hot-"

Stella had a body that many freaks (⊙_⊙) drool over- moreover, unlike the over exaggerated animated show- the stell before Alan was more- realistic.

Yes she was covered with feathers and yes she had the head of an owl, but Alan was currently a humanoid monster made up of countless tentacles. If he wanted he could make eyes emerge from any surface of his grotesque body-

If he was restricted to only being human, then maybe he'd have a stronger preference but-

Hell was the land of the freaks, there were humans who were reborn with a TV for a head, some were born as lizard monsters, others with one eye.

Finding a person who was closer to "human" was near impossible-

Because there are beings who are basically human with an unnatural skin color but those beings were- for now, out of Alan's reach.

Mainly because he did not want to get caught up in the political chaos that was Hell's leadership circle.

As such, he had to build up the backbone of that movement he wished to create-

The first step was-

"NOOOOOO!!!!!"

Stella cried as she tried to crawl away to the side but Alan used his grotesque hand to grab onto Stella's feet. 

The Goetia princess tried to grab onto anything but she could not find anything to hold onto as she was helplessly dragged towards the bed.

Seeing the bed where she had forced herself onto her husband, the despair on Stella's face morphed to a face of hopelessness. 

Yet, she still did not give up, her pride as a Goetia made her show resistance till the very end- a bad move that most of the women taken by Alan would know-

"DAMN YOU BEAST!"

"Don't worry Bell, you will be moaning in pleasure real soon~"

This time Alan did not plan on using subtle and slow techniques, he directly abused his shape manipulation ability to start plowing Stella's feather ass to the ground. 

An interesting note to take is that Goetia demons, much like sinners, could not die by normal means. To kill a Goetia demon, one needs to use angelic weapons or higher level powers-

Which means-

"STOP YOU BRUTE! YOU'RE GONNA RIP ME APART!"

Stella screamed as the beast pounded her like a fucking jackhammer, the dick that invaded her feather p*ssy would remind people of that tunnelxtrain meme. 

When Alan heard Stella's screams he didn't bother to comfort her or anything and just said-

"Trust me, that's the plan"

As he finished his words, he pulled out of the overgrown bird before increasing the size of his dick once more. Stella could only watch in horror as the horrendous rod turned into a stake- she was about to scream but two tentacles shoved themselves into her mouth.

Tears streaked down her face as her screams were muffled by the disgusting tentacles that squirmed in her throat-

Before she could even move, the rod of God was shoved up her birth canal, she could feel her p*ssy getting stretched more than the lies of Sin's. Yet, despite all this she still retained consciousness, although faint, she still resisted.

Her brain may be dumb and her strength laughable, but her will, fueled by her pride as a Goetia carried her to stay awake, to continuously glare at the beast that was having its way with her body-

She could not do anything, but she knew, soon- the beast would suffer. When Stolas realizes something is wrong, even if he can't do anything, the other Goetia nobles would not stand idly by as a member of their family is attacked by some grotesque monster-

That…

Was what she thought-