Same Name

Merging with the demon that shared his name, Astaroth felt the disdain the demon felt from being fused so deeply with a mortal. But there was nothing the demon could do about it.

Astaroth could already feel his perception of reality shift as he melded with the demon. He had noticed every demon perceived reality differently, and it was usually associated with their powers.

The demon Astaroth's powers over illusions were closer to manipulating perception than actually conjuring illusions. This made his perception of the world one where nothing seemed quite right.

Right now, Astaroth was seeing the world in a shifting spectrum of psychedelic colours. His stomach turned, and he almost puked.

In his head, he heard demon Astaroth's snarky commentary.

'Kakakaka! Can't even stand to look through my eyes. How do you expect to use my powers, foolish mortal?'

Not ten seconds in his mind, and he already wanted to punch the damned demon in the face.