Entrance to Hell

Multi-muse blog. All characters are demon OCs that follow my own lore.

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At the observation, Aamon couldn’t help but chuckle softly. He gave a nod, soon turning in his spot to face the twins.

“I most certainly am! Most Demons where I’m from are.” 

His lips curled up into a wide smile. It only made sense to indulge their curiosity. Though soon his gaze was brought up to Ahrnut, and the Stygian saw fit to push his notebook back into his coat pocket.

“I’m Aamon, a researcher of sorts. I came here because I’ve heard of a king I’ve not met before, and I figured I’d come here to meet him for myself.”

“Cool!”

“Can we see?”

The twins seemed suitably amazed at the thought of there being more red demons.

Ahrnut’s eyes lit up.  “You were looking for me?  I didn’t know people would come all the way here just to see me!”  His tails began to wag - his expression looking quite similar to the children’s awe and wonder.  “It’s very nice to meet you, Aamon!”

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Aamon had come down here to seek out the subject of some more recent rumors he’d heard. Having found a location where the king of the Neke frequented was good, for his research. While it was rude to assume, with one notable exception, Aamon often found the leaders around here amicable enough that he could walk up and have a conversation with them.

He hoped this was the case here, as well.

The tall Stygian’s gaze focused in on the two twins playing with the adult. Their father, perhaps? It was hard to say. 

Still, far be it from Aamon to interrupt quality time like this! Rather than approaching further, he’d find a spot nearby to settle down into and pull out his notebook so he might sketch and jot down a few notes. If they wanted to approach - that was perfectly fine. But he certainly didn’t want to interrupt.

It was a few minutes before Aamon was noticed.  The twins stopping, staring over at the stranger for a moment before they got up, padding over to where he sat and looking up at him with curious eyes.  “You’re red,” the one on the left observed, his brother nodding in agreement.

Another moment passed, before Ahrnut came over, crouching down so he didn’t tower over the twins and this newcomer.  “Oh, hello.  Can I help you?”

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In a realm of floating islands and tall spires rising from the bottomless chasm below, live the Neke.  It has been over a thousand years since they last accepted guests into their lands, and there was some excited buzz surrounding the increased activity surrounding the jackal-headed demons.

The children often played on one of the islands that floated closest to their village, with a bridge constructed between the lands.  Though there weren’t many children present at the moment - many of them were attending to their studies at the moment.

“Got you!”  A pair of young twins pounced on the adult there - the young King Ahrnut, who quickly fell to the ground under the assault, playfully laughing along with the pair.

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//Hello!  Steathily added Ahrnut to the character list recently.

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What's each of the muses ideal traits in a partner? Romantic or otherwise.

Obosiel is a controlling person, so naturally she prefers to be around people who will do what she says unquestioningly and will punish those who don’t submit to her will.  Physical attractiveness is a must, and power is a delightful bonus.

Enarim doesn’t know how to interact with others well.  Especially if they treat her with any shred of respect that she doesn’t feel she deserves.

Lapuh appreciates people who treat her as a person rather than an object.

Torhasaar isn’t romantically inclined, but does appreciate a good conversation.

Zomakol is very open in her relationships, but trustworthiness is highly important.  If she feels she can’t trust someone, they’ll never see the real side of her.

Setoh’s primary interests are nature and knowledge.  While his romantic side is kept for Zomakol, he’s fond of people who show an interest in learning new things and can respect the forest in which he dwells.

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Claws pressed to his temples, Aamon considered this informaiton for a short while. Though he wanted to help, with this information, he couldn’t help but come to one conclusion.

“I… hate to say it, but maybe it’s for the best if I don’t show up in her realm again. If she got angry when I disappeared, who knows what’ll happen when she knows I’m back. And I don’t want you two to have to deal with such a headache.”

“A regrettable choice.  But perhaps best for your own sake.”  Setoh gave a sigh.  “But don’t worry yourself about Obosiel.  We’re all used to her...”

“I’m sure ‘headache’ is a polite way of putting it.”  Zomakol huffed.  “She’s aggressively annoying when she wants something.”

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“Incapable? Completely and utterly? That’s…”

Aamon wanted to say strange, bewildering, or even impossible - but he’d seen stranger things. The idea that Obosiel could truly never change seemed strange to him, he wanted to believe all people could be bettered after all, but if it was true that would leave him with precious little room to maneuver.

“That certainly makes things difficult. And leave precious few options available.” A pause, then a wry smile. “I know you must be sick of answering my questions by this point, but do you happen to know why that is? The lack of changing.”

“I’m not certain.  We are... malleable in our early years - able to learn and grow as our people desire of us, but after a certain point, we stagnate.”

“It’s not an issue for the first few generations, but there comes a point where the society that shaped you is just too far removed from how things are currently.”  Zomakol shrugged.  “You’d think that an eternal being would be able to adapt, but...  There just isn’t a lot we can do.”

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“I–” A pause. A groan left his lips. Even as well learned and traveled as he was now, still there were times for him to be upset by more earthly matters. “–I really hope she wasn’t just openly talking about wanting that out of me. Sof.”

Aamon raised his claws to rub his temples. What an utter pain.

“She likely can’t… but I don’t think that means we shouldn’t try.” A pause. “Or, rather, that I shouldn’t try. It would be unreasonable of me to expect you to change your political plans for her based on my whims.”

“What can I say?  She’s an addict used to getting her way.”  Zomakol then gave a smile.  “But I do so love the idea of getting her out of the picture.  A girl could do a lot with the title of Eldest.  Not to mention I’d finally get a moment of peace.”

“Perhaps I should rephrase that,” Setoh said.  “Royal demons are incapable of change.  Once we have matured, we remain as we are for the rest of our lives.  We hold the same values, the same beliefs, the same rules.  It’s over ten thousand years too late to change how Obosiel is.”

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Magical strength. He would need to keep note of that. Other than the fact that his body was largely disguised right now, most of his strength wasn’t necessarily magical in nature. Or physical, for that matter.

“Yes. Obosiel. Right…”

His voice trailed off. He would have to deal with that eventually.

“…I’m going to take it she hasn’t calmed down in the slightest since I was last here. Hopefully her sensing a bit of power off of me won’t do anything.”

“She threw a bit of a tantrum after you disappeared.  Probably because she never got what she wanted from you,” Zomakol said.  “I really doubt it’d be a good idea for you to go anywhere near her Realm.”

Setoh leaned back, looking up at the sky.  “It’s foolish to think she is capable of change.  That simply isn’t how she was taught.”

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“You… can sense age? That’s certainly intriguing…”

He was about to let his mind wander, before he got back on track. In a certain sense of the word he was far older than before. His consciousness, now, was a mix of his own, a few others, and a marquis from six-thousand years ago. So he would average out to only being a few ‘centuries’ old. 

“Hopefully that doesn’t weird anyone out too much. I’d like it if people kept viewing me the way they used to.”

Setoh shook his head.  “Not exactly.  But age and magical strength are highly connected, after all.  As a demon grows, so too does their power.”

“It’s why Obosiel being the Eldest is such an important factor in why she can get away with half of what she does.”  Zomakol shrugged.  “But you shouldn’t worry too much.  A few centuries aren’t going to spook anyone.  Most demons can live that long.  Even my own people, provided they were kept well-fed for most of their lives.”

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“Certainly cryptic, but I get the gist of it.”

But, on the very unfortunate topic of Obosiel, that did bring a thought to mind. Aamon did remember how important power could be, down here, so he needed to know something.

“Speaking of, I need to know something. I know this is going to sound like a very strange question, but do I… seem different to you?” His outward appearance was the same, other than a few extra inches in height and a more confident demeanor. But to those who were capable of seeing, he was practically radiating power and mana. “Again, I know it’s an odd question, but I don’t know what your kin’s senses are like.”

“You’ve certainly gotten older,” Setoh tapped his chin thoughtfully.

“Older than you’d think a guy who’d only been gone a few years could be.”  Zomakol tilted her head.  “Like... centuries older than before, at least.”

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If he was being invited to join, he may as well… even if he did feel a tad bit guilty for interrupting the pair’s alone time. Stepping forward before dropping down to sit cross-legged before them, Aamon couldn’t help but smirk wryly at Setoh’s guess.

“An ill fate? You’re not entirely wrong, but I’m still doing quite well for myself.”

Leaning forward, claws laying slack atop his knees, he posed a simple question.

“And how about you two? I can only hope things have been going well while I’ve been dealing with my own problems.”

“Oh, the usual sort of thing.  Parties, politics, constantly rejecting Obosiel’s continued advances.”  The succubus queen waved a hand dismissively.

“All is as it has been.”  Setoh shook his head.  “Many paths lie ahead, and only time will decide the course of events.  The forest thrives, and I’m certain Zomakol would say the same of her own realm.  But one cannot dismiss the possibility of change.”

“Cryptic as ever, darling.”

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It had been some time since he’s been here. Aamon had been busy with… well… everything. The least that could be said was that he was a changed man since he had last visited this realm. While he was completely capable of observing from afar - as a matter of fact that would’ve been far more efficient - there was simple enjoyment to be found in exploring.

Having made his way rather close to the Meeting Place and spotting the two rulers before him, the Demon would stand casually before them, arms crossed.

“Sorry to drop in unannounced. I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything?”

“Nothing too important,” Zomakol said, sitting up and fixing her hair.  “Simply spending some time together.”

“It is good to see you again.”  Setoh motioned for their guest to sit.  “Though I must admit, I didn’t expect it.  Considering how long you’ve been gone, I assumed an ill fate befell you.”

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The Endless Woods always seemed like a peaceful place.  A stark contrast from how other nearby realms could be.

Setoh sat on the ground within a ring of giant mushrooms - the Meeting Place, his people called it.  On the ground next to him, Zomakol was laying down, resting her head in his lap.  Quiet.  Calm.

The King lifted his head, looking out into the forest around them.  “Aamon is coming.”

“Hm?”  Zomakol shifted, squinting into the dark.  “The Forest tell you that?”  She didn’t see anything yet.

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Well now, this was certainly a peculiar creature.  Pointed ears, certainly, but he lacked wings or a tail - or any other known demonic traits.

“You’re certainly an interesting little thing, aren’t you?”  Zomakol tapped her chin thoughtfully, looking down at the stranger.  “Handsome, perhaps, but missing a few parts.  How strange.”

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Oh gods, she was… very tall, wasn’t she? Were voidsent always this tall? He blinked, staring up at the strange woman blocking his path and pretending the tips of his ears hadn’t turned pink at being called handsome. “Excuse me, madam, was there aught you required of me?”

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“Oh, nothing at all, dear!  I simply wished to get a closer look.”  She smiled at him politely.  “You see, it’s so incredibly rare to encounter something new.  Why, I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything like you!”

The succubus queen nodded.  “Surely you can’t blame a woman for being curious, can you?”

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Well now, this was certainly a peculiar creature.  Pointed ears, certainly, but he lacked wings or a tail - or any other known demonic traits.

“You’re certainly an interesting little thing, aren’t you?”  Zomakol tapped her chin thoughtfully, looking down at the stranger.  “Handsome, perhaps, but missing a few parts.  How strange.”

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