Hey guys!
Since Angel Dust is already in the harem and there's gonna be femboys (the tags literally say it) I'm genuinely wondering if Lucifer should also be here. I got some ideas with him for a character arc and after seeing him on r34 he is definitely hot enough.
Since I'm crossposting this on Webnovel as well as QQ, I got something for both:
For my webnovel readers, comment here for yes Lucifer.
And comment here for no Lucifer.
And my QQ readers will have a poll.
Enjoy the show!
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Jeffery Epstein once said that he hates pedophiles.
Now while I don't relate with him, I can relate to the hypocrisy of that statement. Everything that I've been doing so far has been in support of my dream, my dream of trying to have as many people not die as possible.
Truthfully, I don't really know what happens when you die in Hell. Maybe you'll go to limbo, maybe you'll go to Heaven or maybe you'll just respawn in a different layer, no matter what it is, I just plain don't wanna kill.
But that's pretty hard to do when your familiar that you got is a literal flesh-eating demon. While I'm sitting here in the house, recovering from the literal stab wound that crazy, but admittedly hot woman gave me, I'm debating on what to do.
I don't believe in redemption, not at all. I feel like inside of everyone there's either good, bad or grey. Good people are inherently good, grey people can either be good or bad with the right environment, but evil people? There would be nothing you can do to prevent them from ever being evil.
Rapists, pedophiles, murderers, people who commit crimes that there are no justifications for committing at all. That, I believe, is true evil.
So maybe… Maybe I'll let her eat evil people.
There's gotta be limits though, real limits. In order for Daki to survive, scum of the Earth have to die. I would consider Daki a very dark grey. Although she killed many people, she had a horrible situation and would've easily been a different person if she wasn't a woman in 13th century Japan.
But even then, she was a sadistic bitch who actively reveled in the suffering of the people who ate and was just a general jerk all around.
"Hey uh…. Black ticket."
Although I called for it, I didn't expect it to somehow flutter in from my open window before beginning to stand still in front of my eyes.
"If I summon Daki, will she be her same self? Will she be as horrible as she was in the show?"
The ticket stood still for a moment before beginning to clone itself into words.
Daki will be the same person she was…
…However, she will be completely loyal to you and will follow your every wish and desire.
…She is literally bound to you by her soul and will fulfill every desire you have ;)
Can you stop being horny, I am not having sex with female Ken Kenaki
You'd be surprised ;)
And with that, all of the tickets folded back into itself and the single one flew back out the window.
Alright then, let's try it.
Summon Daki!
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Are you gonna do it–
Before I could finish my thought, the black ticket came back, hundreds or thousands of copies also flying in through the windows before all coming together to create one solid mass in the shape of a woman.
After only a moment, the tickets started to stir again, this time actually beginning to go out of my window while Daki stood right there with her pale skin and kimono fashioned as a bikini. She honestly looked really good, her hair was long, silky and white with green highlights and–
…Why is she prostrating on the floor?
"H-hey, you don't gotta do that." I told her.
"I insist! I deeply apologize for looking at your face without permission, My lord!" She muffles out on the floor reverently. Crap, Muzan was kind of a horrible boss, wasn't he? Didn't he like kill 4 of his subordinates because they did their jobs? Let me try to get all of that out of the way right now.
"Daki, I also insist that you don't bow. I am not Muzan and you are not my slave, okay? "I tell her, and she slowly begins to look and stand up, eventually seeing me still lying on my bed holding my stomach.
"Sorry, but I don't have anywhere for you to really sleep." I say, standing up with some effort. Even though it's only been a day since I got stabbed, the wound is healing very very nicely. Instead of the burning pain I would feel yesterday, now it just feels like someone punched me in the stomach really hard. "Just stay in this house, okay? I'm gonna go to a mattress store or something and get you something good to sleep on."
I say beginning to walk out the house before stopping. "Make yourself at home and try to figure everything out. I know it's a big culture shock, but you have plenty of time. And one more thing…"
I turn back to stare at her with hopefully, my best intimidating stare. "Don't eat yet."
She nods feverishly before I let out a small smile and walk out of the door… Oh crap, my lease did say only one person here, right? Man screw that lease, i pay the rent, I pay my hell-taxes, I should be able to harbor a whole militia in my apartment building if I wanted to.
Besides, the landlord couldn't really do anything to me if she wanted to. I got a literal demon in my house and a date with a crazy woman who's somehow attracted to me. I still don't know why she wanted a date, but I am not complaining at all.
People always said to never stick your dick in crazy, but have you considered that maybe crazy is just amazing. It's Thursday right now, so I guess while I'm out I need to buy a suit as well for Saturday.
Man, I'm just realizing it now, but I feel so much better. Did Daki come with a general healing boost? I feel like a million bucks, like I can take on all of Hell.
…But even if I take on all of Hell, I still need to get a mattress from a mattress store, wherever that be.
Crap.
***ALASTOR POV***
My goodness, I hate this.
Right now I'm walking around the streets of Hell, not in my usual red outfit, my good outfit, but in this tacky white and pink suit. The sinners around here don't even recognize me, walking past me like I'm a part of their folds when I'm the Radio Demon.
It makes me sick.
"Oh, sorry man." A mongrel holding his stomach says as he runs off after bumping into me. On any normal day, I suppose I would've kidnapped him, tortured him on my radio broadcast, flayed him alive and drunk his bone marrow, making sure he would have better manners and pay attention while he's walking down the street…
But I suppose that'll have to wait for now. My smile strains as I get closer and closer to Rosie's area, along with her unsavory people. I pull my leg back just in time to not get my suit stained by the blood of a poor fellow who's currently getting his face eaten by a cannibal, specifically, one of Rosie's cannibals.
It's sickening how feral they are, like rabid dogs clamoring for another meal when they've already eaten mere minutes ago.
I walk forward faster as I hold the bottle of wine and vase of flowers closer to my chest. I don't see the reason why she insists on these pleasantries that I hate, but whenever I don't show up with this ugly getup and gifts, she merely shushes me and shoos me out the door.
Soon enough, I make it to the capital of Cannibal Town, standing in front of Rosie's building, a place made for social gatherings and local 'buffets' that included a multitude of sinners kidnapped of the streets.
It doesn't take long to see Rosie who was standing in the middle, munching on a random arm. She was relatively tall, being about my height along with grey skin, sharp teeth and black, hollowed out eyes; a staple for every cannibal here. She also had on that same red dress and hat I had seen her wear many times before.
Soon she spotted me and rushed over with a gasp. "Alastor, I didn't know you were coming here. I would've cleared this whole place out if you had, I promise." She flattered in that annoying condescending tone, letting out a bark of laughter as she grabbed the wine from out of my hands and motioned for me to follow her.
Soon, we came to a small table off to the side where after I sat down, she clicked her fingers and a sphere of red magic appeared over us for a moment. "So, what's the occasion? You never put on your favor suit and bring favor gifts without a favor." She said as I put down the vase.
"Well, you see Rosie, i was just strolling about town, when I noticed that one of my pet projects has gone missing for some reason. Not only has she gone missing, but she was set free by an overlord." I say, my eyes twitching at how Rosie is drinking her wine carefree. Maybe I would indulge with a drink and small talk any other time, but now is not the time.
"And what does that have to do with me?" She asks, leaning back.
"Well, the only thing is that, the pet project I was talking about was a deal with Niffty to get her soul." As I suspected, that certainly caught her attention as she sat back up and looked at me in shock.
"You managed to almost get Niffty's soul? Niffty, the bug and knife Overlord? 'Goes out in exterminations and survives' Niffty? You managed to get her in a deal?" She asks incredulously.
"Indeed I did… Until someone managed to get her out of her deal and me without a soul." I say mirthfully, trying to gauge Rosie's reaction. She doesn't seem to be knowing about what happened and doesn't have a clue on how me and Niffty were in contact.
"Well, that certainly smarts, Alastor, but what are you here telling me for?"
"Well, I was just wondering, simply pondering about our idea. We never included an 'inclusivity clause' so I was merely wondering if you recently acquired another slave, just like me, you see?"
"Awww, Alastor." She reaches across the table and pinches my cheek, something that she knows that I hate. "You're my one and only, I haven't made another deal like that with anybody else except for you."
So I came all the way here, wore this damn suit, got that crap FOR NOTHING?
"Buuuuut, I do have some info."
…Huh?
She leaned back into her chair while she swirled the bottle around. "I've heard that Niffty's been raiding random clothing stores out in the V's territory, specifically the dresses aisle. Word around the grapevine is that she's got a special someone on Saturday that she wants to look good for." She wiggled her eyebrows at me, but I didn't care.
From what it looks like, I could have my prey easily enough and with luck, I could even get Niffty to submit to me. The second strongest Overlord under my beck and call along with eliminating a threat with my potential?
I can kill 2 birds…With one stone.
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THE END
Did I get Alastor and Rosie's voices right? I wanted to make Rosie sort of annoying, but still helpful to Alsator, while Alastor is angry to be there instead of going out and killing James. (who he had just ran into on the streets)
Also, I feel like I shouldn't have to say it, but JAMES' MINDSET IS NOT A GOOD THING! I know my readers are very intelligent, but some of you guys are just fucking neanderthal apes.
OK bbbbbyyyyyeeeee!!!