He replied to her humbly. "I and one other who is my sworn brother were sold to your house. I wish to know of his whereabouts and if possible alleviate his circumstances. That is my only desire."
Both of them had been sold to the Arzul. Canaan was in noticeably good conditions however his friend could be facing dire straits as they spoke. Devil gods held very little regard for what they considered lesser creatures.
"I will look into it." She said as she rose from the bed. Immediately a dense crimson light showered her figure, burning away all the 'traces from last night, when they disappeared they left a phoenix robe that tightly wound around her enchanting curves.
She suddenly favoured him with an alluring smile and her delicate chalk white fingers caressed the side of his face. "Speek freely with me, for we will be together for eons to come." She breathed.
"Wait until I return tonight." She commanded imperiously, disappearing in a blinding flash of crimson.
Caanan tensed slightly in discontent. Trapped in a chamber and awaiting his mistress, a setting far too familiar.
***
Canaan sat on the bed as he had been commanded. However his perfect face had been frozen in worry from the very beginning. He touched his neck and suddenly resting between his fingers was the gemstone of a pitch black thread now wound around his neck. As he gazed into the deep crimson soul of the gem he couldn't help but feel nostalgic.
Four years ago…
A youth trailed across the dark world. Despite his divine looks, the deep pools of darkness present in his eyes hid a viciousness that resented the world. After obtaining his freedom he discovered memory fragment within his mind. Fragment that unveiled his own truth.
He was now aware of why he had always felt the mortal world beneath him. Why everyone he saw was gnat before his eyes. Everyone except her…
He shivered slightly at the memory of her. That was how deeply the trauma she inflicted on him had sunk in his bones. In the short two years he was captive he had experienced a true hell of pain and abuse, though fear was not the only emotion that spawned in him.
As did hatred. An intense burning hatred that wished to inflict the pain he felt on every living creature he came across. As a devil emperor his nature already leaned towards darkness, however now that he had experienced the darkness of this world…
After obtaining his freedom he had witnessed the greed, violence and evil that permeated even the insignificant scum around him. He had thoroughly and irrevocably lost faith in anyone but himself.
Unfortunately Heide had sealed his power in a bid to make sure he would never pose any threat to her. So rather than giving vent to his rage he was only trampled, used and toyed with wherever he found himself. Just as he began to consider finding a way to end his pathetic existence, he met his the only one he could call friend.
Lothal, he was also an escaped slave. While initially cold and unwelcoming he warmed up to him when he saved his life on one occasion. Soon they forged a bond as they looted and stole for their own survival. For the first time Canaan came to appreciate one of the sinful 'gnats' he so despised.
On one particular occasion they both ate as the faced the bleak sky. While Canaan's divine body did not require food for any reason at all he found that it didn't hurt to eat with a friend.
"Oh yeah that other bandit. We should have stuffed his own broad swords into his ass." Lothal jested as the two of them laughed warmly.
"Say Canaan, why are you so strong. You clobbered those idiots without any effort at all. You almost resemble those devil god houses of legend." Lothal remarked.
The world they inhabited while small compared to others, was quite large and possessed no oceans.
It was only unfortunate that most of its surface was clad in negative energy eroding the soul and body, however even so, it's inhabitable area was about several billion kilometers wide. As such it was home to myriad races who although resented the harsh conditions, found their place. The devil gods made a very small percentage of the total population. Less than 0.001%. As such even though Lothal had lived here his whole life he had never seen a genuine devil god before, only heard about them in legends.
"Haha, the current me is far from being able to compare myself to a devil god, and I am also stuck in this filthy world under the mercy of lesser creatures." Caanan replied, and although his words betrayed resentment, his expression was calm and peaceful.
The despite his current state his innate pride and nobility that put nothing in his eyes was untouched, however his eyes when facing Lothal showed genuine respect. As the first kind soul he had come to know, Lothal possessed a remarkable position within his heart, and Nan had long since regarded him as his brother.
"I suppose in that sense we are not too different. Blessed but also cursed. Even so…" Lothal began as he rose from his seat besides Canaan. He faced the bleak sky and raised his palm, peering through his outstretched fingers, as if deciding to perceive the mysteries concealed within the veil of darkness.
"I wish to go beyond. To rise above the darkness and sin. To find the light and bring it the farthest reaches of the universe." He admitted.
To his heartfelt admission Canaan simply crossed his arms over his head and laid onto a soft pile of withered black grass. "Good luck with that. Sometimes I wonder how we are friends. You are the most optimistic fool I know, while I am and will always be….a failed evil." Canaan said. An incomprehensible sadness pervaded his tone.
"Haha Canaan, never insult yourself with that adjective, you will never be a true evil. You have been, and will always exist as the clearest of souls" Lothal replied wile shaking his head.
To that Canaan shrugged humorously. "I hear you."
The two boys continued to jest, failing to notice that in the darkness surrounding them, several different presences had already began to encroach upon their peace.
***
Present day.
Orcus, capital city of the house of Arzul.
In a different time and space several devil gods bowed in the presence of a single beauty. Endowed with heavenly grace, Talia stood before rows of prostrating devil gods, cowering before her might. These gods were all donned in obsidian armor.
Even in prostration they radiated order, might and, discipline. They were the Chaos Asura. The main battalion of the house of Arzul. They were kept as the houses main force as well as the enforcers of order and the protectors of their culture and their most indispensable inheritances.
However now they flanked a mere the princess as she made her way to an ancient tower.
Despite being in the capital of the houses land, there were no structures or buildings for miles. Only a desolateness that lent the tower an even greater majesty.
The tower itself was unlike any other. It did not possess any door and was shaped almost exactly like an obelisk. Its surface was rough and sandy. Devil makings seemed to have been burnt into its surface. This tower was the most guarded and revered structure in the houses territory.
The punishment for approaching it without mandate was nine familial exterminations, all because this was the tower bestowed to them personally by lord Korah the Shura devil emperor, the father of the Blood Wraith race.
However after her coming of age ceremony Talia had officially became the towers sole inheritor. And the only one worthy of diving into its depths and accepting its heritage.
As she neared the tower and placed her palm on it, pervading it with her spiritual consciousness and marking it with her aura the Chaos Asura shouted in unison.
"WE CONGRATULATE THE PRINCESS!!!!"
****
Within Talia's chambers Canaan sat cross legged in meditation. Within his eyes an evil glint he put great effort into concealing flourished, however now it was overpowered by a deep all-consuming concern. Concern for the only one he considered brother in this life.
Part of the reason they were so close was because they shared the same fate. The reason Lothal's family had been slaughtered and he had been forced to slavery was because he was also an extremely rare and valuable existence.
Unfortunately like Nan himself, all the world saw in him was potential danger.
Nan could not curb the air of foreboding and pessimism that suddenly gripped him, partly because he was an extremely distrustful person that always considered the worse ouycomr and also because he knew what Lothal was. And did not doubt that if anyone else realised what he was, his existence would come to a painful end.
He remained unsurprised even as Talia appeared suddenly in the room.
"Welcome, my lady." He emulated s slightly reverent tone as he spoke, however his feigned subservience did nothing to alleviate the prideful and noble aura he naturally released.
Fortunately it did nothing to dull her interest in him, if anything it was one of the reason she slowly grew more engrossed with him outside of her own notice.
It was what differentiated him from waste like Ralfor. Even in restriction, when comparing aura and confidence he was leagues above him despite his mortality.
"If it isn't my favored consort." She acknowledged in a gentle voice as she took a seat beside him caressing his marble face in a tantalizingly seductive manner. Unfortunately for her, Canaan remained undisturbed whiles Talia who breathed in his sweet rose scent felt the space in between her legs moisten slightly.
Heide, the Heretic empress was none for two things: Unmatched reality bending powers and her dominion over the sexual arts. Even though she had never slept with anyone due to her arrogance that allowed no man to enter her eyes, the flagrant sex appeal rippling form her body and her own floral scent could collapse the will of the sturdiest of men. Even fellow women were far from immune to her charms.
As her male counterpart Canaan possessed if not equal, greater attraction towards others. It was the reason why Heide herself had been unable to resist him, the reason why Talia was unable to resist him now. But he was no longer the meek boy Heide had toyed with, and he knew better than to allow himself to become Talia's toy. The reason he indulged her; only he knew.
Her exhaled breath unknowingly heated up as she had already began to disrobe him, however he stopped her arms, staring into her eyes which were filled to the brim with hunger.
"My lady, please allow this servant to put his worries to rest." Nan pleaded with a brooding expression that captivated her even more.
Of course Heide was aware of what he spoke about, however when faced with his irresistible form all other thought were vanquished by one, to bed him.
She immediately pinned his arms to sides of the bed with hers. A blood colored flame erupted into existence, thoroughly dousing the two of them, it burned away their clothes as it dissipated, but harmed nothing else.
"And they will, however at this moment I required my consorts love." She answered in sultry tone. As she spoke she grinded her nether regions against his. Her fluids had begun to soak his form merely from that motion." She answered with barely retained clarity. The depths of her eyes had already been thoroughly doused with lust.
"As you wish, my beloved." Canaan answered with a fiendish smile, immediately pulling Heide into a world of bliss.
During the night of her consummation he had exercised some restraint due to personal reservation however tonight he would thoroughly imprint his shape in her.
.....
Sounds that could cause the passing birds to blush soon unfurled from their chamber, alarming the surrounding maids and guards. However after releasing a soft sigh they all continued to mind their business. After last night's debacle this no longer surprised anyone.
Canaan directly rammed his rod into Talia's folds!
"Oooohhh!" Talia directly came, however Nan did not cease but intensify his movements, grabbing into her plump buttocks as he thrust into her now more sensitive body more intensely with renewed gusto, Talia's collapsing mind gave into the pleasure and came with every five thrusts.
With each thrust, the already inhuman sensitivity of her reddened body rose. But Canaan continued to dutifully take her as she had requested, he naturally wouldn't stop until he filled her holes with his semen! In any case, with how greedily the folds of her pussy gripped him, he wasn't given much of a choice!
**SQUELCH* *SQUELCH* *SQUELCH* *SQUELCH*
Soon he couldn't help but groan himself, painting the walls of her pussy white with his cum. During this entire time Heide had lost count of how many times she climaxed.
Even after climaxing Canaan did not allow the slightest pause, he hammered at the her cunt once again without restraint and filling it with come again and again, no matter how loud her screams got. Even as her voice grew raspy from her throaty groans of pleasure he did not hesitate slam into her again and again with each thrust more feral than the others. The hour passed by seamlessly, however neither of them could perceive the flow of time under the crippling pleasure. Canaan was forced to admit that filling this temptress who called herself his master with his cum and seeing her writhe, brought him unmatched pleasure.
At some point he smothered her moan with a deep sloppy kiss in which their tongues intertwined.
***
"Has the lady come out yet? The great heavenly wrath assembly is tomorrow." A maid inquired as she inquired of the state of her lady. Immediately a throaty moan made it way to her, causing a cloud of red to cover her cheeks.
"No one is entitled to disturb the lady if she doesn't come out." One of the guard replied with a stoic expression.
"But it has been three days! If the lady misses it, the master will definitely be upset!" The maid gave voice to her reservations.
Outwardly the guards were unmoved, however they were just as worried. Fortunately their patience was rewarded. After a period of three hours elapsed, the sound of barbaric love making quieted down.
Within the room Talia curled up like a content kitten within Canaan's arms, her expression, thoroughly saturated with bliss.
Since he had awoken the memory fragment within his mind about his identity, it gave him some impression of his abilities, nature and physique.
One of these abilities, one that was completely unaffected by the level of his power but rather was engraved into his body, was the ability to 'tame' the opposite gender one bolstered by complete and unmatched ferocity in the bed chambers.