Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

• TITANS LANDING, THE NIGHT BEFORE.

"I have news, Lily. Good news." Lucifer Morningstar emerged out from the ground in Lilith\'s furnished chambers. He erupted out from the grey floors of her bedroom, rising like a wraith from a cemetery; he was soundless in his ascent, save his words. The devil didn\'t use the door. Why would he?

"What news, bright one?"

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Lilith easily disentangled herself from her favorite lover, Giselle Van Imperia, the former queen. The faerie blinked and touched her golden hair on the great bed, naked she was amidst the luxurious white sheets. Giselle softly stroked Lilith\'s body, her fingers tracing the demoness\'s flawless skin as Lucifer moved forward for the bed. Lilith sat up on the linens as he dragged in a chair, while Giselle quietly listened in on their conversation.

Lucifer said, "Remember how we couldn\'t invade the isles of Corynthia because of the wards?"

"Yes." Lilith agreed. "You mean the druid wards. Those are impenetrable. They were wise to build their college there. But what does this have to do with anything. Speak quickly, Lou. In case you didn\'t notice, you interrupted something here."

Lucifer\'s cold vermilion eyes sparkled. "Oh I did." He spared a quick glance to the blonde fae behind Lilith on the bed and her skin like literal sunlight. It was highlighted in the gross paleness of Lilith\'s own alabaster complexion. He watched her fondle the faerie\'s thigh as he went on, speeding to the matter. "Well, I have found a way in, Mon Cherie. A way into the school."

Lilith\'s hand froze over Giselle\'s fair skin. "Do tell."

"The Corynthian Academy is having their Graduant ceremony on the morrow, where the fourth-years shall be entered into Magdalena\'s oath. The wards will be down for the day for the visitors coming in by ship—we can infiltrate the school. Very easily. It\'s time." Lucifer\'s voice hardened.

"You were right. This is good news." Lilith nodded, rising from the large bed. "We\'d still need someone to hold down the gargoyles and angel runes that\'ll be guarding the main grounds. Someone on the inside."

Lucifer smiled. "I have just the perfect woman for it. A tigress. She owes us a soul."

"Finally!" Lilith spread her hands by the chamber\'s long windows; she stared out at the city: torchlit and sprawled out before her. The castle of umber afforded her the view up to the Rhobine coasts. She told Lucifer. "Finally, Lou, we\'ll see him again. Our dear Apollyon. Tell the King of this. Fetch our dragons from their lairs. We ride at first light, as a small company."

"As you wish, fair Lily." Lucifer gave a small nod; it could be mistaken for a bow, before standing up from the chair and dissolving back into the ground.

The floors of Lilith\'s bedchamber swallowed him again and he was gone, leaving only pregnant silence. Few seconds ticked by before Lilith turned from the windows and shut the drapes. She moved back to the huge canopy bed and fell into Giselle\'s waiting arms, wrapping the blonde with her.

"Where are we going tomorrow?" The faerie asked, her rose lips close to Lilith\'s.

The dark goddess softly replied, "to get back my nephew and the princess. And to bring them home again—by whatever means necessary."

"Israfel?" Giselle\'s gold eyes went luminous.

"Yes, Israfel." Lilith admitted. And then closed the distance between their mouths.

• THE CITADEL OF CORYNTHIA, THE PRESENT.

"You!" Professor Ivoria Sephora Grimm seethed as the academy\'s headmistress calmly stepped off the bloody stage. Nicara\'s clothes held a splatter of wet, sticky blood and her pristine dress was no longer immaculate, but doused in blood... the blood of her pupils.

"—how could you?! They loved you. All of us did. You were their fucking hope! A model to them. And you. . .you just killed them! SAY SOMETHING, BITCH!" Ivy kept screaming, the plant vines of her [Herb Shield] twisting all around her. The tendrils of green reflected her fury.

To the professor\'s left, Israfel watched as Nicara quietly stepped down from the dais, careful to avoid the mess of headless bodies strewn on the red carpet—which wasn\'t just red from the thread count anymore. The decapitated heads of those murdered fourth-years were all over the place, macabre and sitting right where they had rolled to in the shocking beheading. Human eyes, like dead deer stared out; their mouths dropped open in a scream that had been cut out from their mouth before they could utter it.

Nicara Shetty went and stood with the invaders:

Lilith and her troops.

Beside Rafel, Ravenna stood in shock.

She saw her father. He stood with Lilith. Their greatest enemy. The one called the Usurper. The King. Flanking the [SSS Rank] Archdemoness also was her mother, the gloriously supreme Seraphim, Yuriel. Some other members of the Fallen. And to the dismay of both Rafel and Ravenna, Giselle Van Imperia.

Rafel was wondering how the hell Lilith had turned the fae queen—whom had been removed from seat by her very self and imprisoned in the castle\'s acrid dungeons—and a [Gold Saint] to her chaotic cause. He stared daggers at his auntie. Then his golden eyes slid to the king: the [S Rank] demon, Mephistopheles. And then to Nicara flanking them both.

He said to the Headmistress, "I had an inkling of your betrayal from the Countess, Constance Medici. Remember her? But I didn\'t want to believe it. Tell me, why? Why did you do it? Why would you kill your own students and let these cunts in? Help me understand, Nicara? WHAT IN THE FUCKING WORLD DID THEY OFFER YOU?!"

Rafel didn\'t think she would answer, but she did. It was quite simple, her response.

"My son." She said in a breath, "they offered me my son, Virgil."

Rafel went mad in his head as his vision turned bloodred, and his death stare slithered back again to his aunt. "You tricked her with the idea of resurrecting her son?"

Lilith smiled slow and with a bored flick of her hand, all the chairs in the assembly hall were blown to the sides of the large room by a gust of icy air. It stung the skin and rattled teeth, but still smelled like brimstone. [Paradox Flame], it was called. Lilith began walking forward in her glossy, stilt heels. "Oh come now, my darling. Is it a trick if I can perform it?

"You know I have the Runes of Resurrection. I can bring down any mortal soul I wish. You should know this better than anyone else. I brought back your little tomboy toy, didn\'t I?" Lilith gestured to Corazón and Rafel nearly shot out a stream of [dragon breath] from his flaring nostrils.

"I\'m sure you all know why we\'re here." Lilith went on; unstoppable. Indomitable. Fucking gorgeous!

Rafel didn\'t blink when he bellowed: "I\'m sorry, auntie. You won\'t have me... or Ravenna." He added.

Lilith laughed. An actual derisive chuckle.

"Oh yeah, darling? And whose gonna stop me: You? You and what army?"

Rafel stood tall with the college professors: Ivy, Dr. Blood and Tanaka, and Children of the Crow about him. And so was Bolta and the other Fourth Years who had survived the massacre. Lilith scoffed at this: "Pfft. Please! Really? You all wish to die that much? Just hand me my nephew and the runaway princess and I\'ll leave you to mourn the losses you already have."

Lilith grinned darkly when Rafel\'s eyes charged out in visible infrared. Ivy screamed on top of her lungs.

"NEVER! FUCK YOU, CUNT!"

"Enough talking!" Mephistopheles growled from Lilith\'s side. "—I\'m taking my daughter."

If anyone was concerned by the presence of the demon King, the mass beheading trumped their anxiety. Mephistopheles moved forward with a blur of unbelievable speed. But Rafel was faster, and moved Ravenna away just as the king\'s hand clawed for her. He put her safely behind himself and Cora, saying, "I know why you want her so badly. It\'s not out of love or anything. You want her because she\'s the Redeemer. You need her.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

You know my auntie used to make big talk about how the Fallen are satisfied with their station in the underworld and whatnot, but I think... No, I know it\'s a crock of shit. You selfish pricks want back into paradise. But you\'re not getting this girl without going through me. It\'s hard to believe such miracle came out from something as vile as you."

"Something?" the King visibly snarled. "You little shit. If not for your aunt, you\'d be choking your ass on my Spectre daggers. You do remember, don\'t you?"

"Come at me, Turdface!" Rafel insulted.

"As you wish, motherfucker."

"CHHAAARRRRGE!!!"

At Rafel\'s commanding baritone, the offense: half of Corynthia lunged for the devilish invaders. Rafel told his group of fighters, warning them in a hard intonation. "Don\'t get too close to close to them!"

Just as he said this to them, Lilith compelled the first three students that lunged aerially for her, brandishing little wands. They all fell to the earth at her feet, dropping limply. She had stolen their souls, ripped the energy right out of them before they could land a single spell.

"Pussies!" She cackled at the zombified witches, and compelled them using [Mind madness] to turn against their professors. The swirly-eyed teen rose and went for the tutors. Coach Tanaka Hanzo blocked their path to Rafel with her nun chucks. He spotted the Major executed backflips as she met the mind-controlled witches in hardcore combat.

Daichi, a Cyclops devil caught her by the arm and broke it. She yelled out, but Rafel was too busy fending off Mephistopheles\' balls of [dark fyre] tossed at him to intervene. "Someone help her!" He urged anyone who was listening as he parried off yet another lancing blow of the angry, poison black flame using his [Divine-grade battleaxe], WORLDGOBBLER.

No one could some of to Tanaka\'s rescue, as every one in the fight was up to their necks pushing back the stronger demons. Eventually, Daichi soon had the upper hand against Tanaka. He overpowered the Major and held her down. No one really knew what was happening until they all heard Tanaka\'s bloodcurdling scream.

The fighting seemed to freeze, just for a second.

Rafel turned from holding up one of Lilith\'s infernal Golems: minions of mud with his [Titan Grasp]. He tore off the mud devil in two with the gigantic red arm protruding out his back, and then focused on the direction of the piercing scream. He didn\'t immediately discern what had made the Major scream, only that she was on the floor in a chaos of scattered chairs, on her belly.

And Daichi, the monster demon was on top of her.

Something was moving inside of her, fatter than a python\'s robust coils. And the back of her combat pants was torn.

Daichi was surging forward and back, forward and back.

It took everyone a second to compute the situation.

The torn clothes. The ramming demon. The screaming female.

Blood seeped out from the corners of Tanaka\'s lips and she looked like she was pregnant with some thing: something evil. Evil Daichi gripped her with his four arms and continued pounding away, not caring for the stares. He moved back and Rafel glimpsed the moving python; it was his cock.

It was twin-headed, writhing, and ribbed in veins like razors. And since the poor Major wasn\'t necessarily aroused or willing, the crazy devil wounded her. Her white laps were stained in blood. And Rafel sure as hell knew Coach Tanaka was no virgin.

The damn devil was raping her—with his bladed dick.

"MOTHERFUC—"