8 "How dare you touch my sacred area!"

"Here's Nemesis!"

Nemesis shouted as he glared at the demon's silhouette standing in the corner of the pitch black room. The demon stood motionless, showing no reaction to his call. A frown began to grow on Nemesis' face, as he used both his hands to tear apart the decayed door. A single piece of the door stood erect, right under his head. He kicked the piece away from him, directly into the room. The door piece flew at an extreme speed, colliding with the wall at the other side of the room.

Once the door was completely destroyed, light from the hallway entered the room, barely illuminating the room, although the demon's silhouette was still not easily visible. Nemesis' right arm regained its human-shaped form, as he entered the room and walked towards the parasite-infested demon, stopping only an arm's length away from him. Nemesis drew a cold breath as he could now see the difference in size between him and the parasite's host was over a meter in length.

'Dammit... why must I be so short? This is so unfair! Why are all these other demons over two meters tall!? They're malnourished, so how can they even be that tall... wait, now I'm curious, how long has this [Nightmare Worm] possessed this host anyway...'

"Hey, why didn't you laugh? Didn't you understand the reference?"

"..."

"Well, looks like I'll be having an interesting conversation with you." Nemesis spouted out with an extreme amount of sarcasm. "I can't believe I forgot that you worms make the hosts mentally retarded. No wonder why back then I could never hold an educated conversation with your hosts. I wonder though, in your parasitic worm family. Do you make all your hosts incapable of speaking, or thinking? Well..." Nemesis continued to babble on, losing track of the original reason why he was here, all to try to settle his curiosity on the parasitic worm family.

"..." The [Nightmare Worm] was getting annoyed, this youth clearly knew that the host was incapable of holding let alone starting a conversation, so why was he even bothering in attempting to keep the one-sided conversation going? The host let out an animalistic snarl and pounced at the oblivious yet still rambling Nemesis, harshly grabbing at his wrists, successfully pinning him onto the ground.

'Now this position is... huh, I always thought that I'd be the one dominating. Wait, no I SHOULD be the one dominating. I can't let this guy, parasite-infested or not, take advantage of me. Although... I'm curious now, how do parasites procreate? Are they asexual or do they breed through mating... so many questions. Argh! At times like these, I wish I had Phantasmal by my side.'

Nemesis continued to ramble on in his head, once again going off-topic. He would definitely need to get Phantasmal by his side once again, as soon as possible. Once his thoughts died down, he stared directly at the demon's eyes. Worm-like creatures were slithering around, inside his eyes, being quite distinctive in colour, opposing the white coloured sclera, with their grey-ish hue. Nemesis hadn't noticed it earlier when he walked up to him, as he was too busy complaining about the difference in height between the two and was absorbed in his solo conversation with basically just himself.

The grey-ish coloured worms began to move in a hypnotic spiral, circling around his now blood red pupil. The worms were trying to hypnotize him, probably so they could contaminate him and garner another host, which was what Nemesis though of, as he knew how these parasite type demon leechers gained strength. Not through consuming demonic shards or fancy, exorbitant exilirs, but instead by gathering an immense amount of hosts as the more one would control, the stronger the parasite, and its hosts would be.

The host opened its mouth as grey-ish worm-like parasites began to escape from its mouth, writhing around as they slithered across his face, creating a sort of demented smile until eventually, a few started falling onto Nemesis' face. A disgusted look grew upon Nemesis' face, his nose shrivelled up and he shut his lips, sucking it up into his lips. He barely closed it fast enough before a worm fell on his now sucked up lips. Nemesis' eye twitched in rage. His lips were a sacred place! His sanctuary which was open to only one person! He couldn't let himself be spoiled already before he even met Deale in this life! He had to act quickly, as the parasite tried to tunnel in between his closed, sucked up lips, trying to enter his mouth.

A [Void Blade], the size of a small dagger, instantly manifested itself on his right arm. The [Nightmare Worm]'s host, shifted his head to stare directly at the incorporeal blade. He couldn't risk it, even though it had Nemesis in his grasp, it couldn't risk any unfortunate accidents happening, otherwise, it would have to wait a while before it could once again roam free. Another point of concern was the fact that if the youth underneath him had the power to summon a phantom blade, who knew where else he could have it appear from.

He let go of Nemesis' wrist, which was being eld by his right arm and raised it, clenching his hand into a fist, then punched Nemesis right in the head. A sickening crunching sound could be heard as Nemesis' head smashed against the stone floor, then rebounding back up due to the force of his punch. The [Nightmare Worm]'s spawn, which tried to pry itself into Nemesis' mouth had been blown away due to Nemesis' head bobbing down and then back up, causing it to land on the ground, wriggling its way back to Nemesis.

Nemesis let out a groan of pain. That really hurt! This pissed Nemesis off and as he was thinking on how brutally he should beat this parasite, the [Nightmare Worm] once again grasped Nemesis' right wrist, keeping him pinned.

He could only congeal a single spawn due to him being restricted at his current demonic level, a [Rank - 12 Demonic Trainee]. All he had to do was wait for his spawn to crawl its way back and enter the youth's mouth so he'd be able to possess him. He needed to control at minimum five [Rank - 12 Demonic Trainee] until he'd have the power of a [Rank 11 - Demonic Apprentice]. Thankfully all of those he'd possess would have the same Demonic Rank as him, so he'd have two out of the five needed.

Nemesis lay on the ground silently, still lost in thought on how to capture this parasite, but quickly decided on what to do with it, when he felt the [Nightare Worm]'s spawn begin to crawl on his cheek.

'I. I can't believe this! My lips are sacred! How dare this damn cretin try yet again, to defile them! Oh, you shall pay for this! [Void Shatter]!'

While the [Nightmare Worm] was celebrating at the fact that it would have two hosts, his happiness quickly died down and morphed into utter fear and shock as he heard a loud, unexpected shattering noise emerge from within the room. He quickly glanced around, only to see now that the dagger sized [Void Blade] had disappeared. He quickly darted his eyes back to look into Nemesis' eyes but was shocked to see that his spawn which had been wriggling on Nemesis' face, close to entering his mouth, had disappeared.

He quickly put two together and tried to headbutt Nemesis. Unfortunately, he failed as he felt the impact of a strong, rapid force hit him in the side, causing him to lose his grip of Nemesis and get knocked over to the side. As he rolled across the ground he felt a sharp, stinging sensation each and every time he rolled on his right side.

'What the hell! How am I even feeling this pain!? I can't feel the host's pain, so what's going on?'

He looked down at his right side and saw multiple purplish-black shards embedding themselves into his body. The demon being possessed let out a wild, deranged scream of pain, as the shards magically started to force themselves further into him. The [Nightmare Worm] also screamed in pain, as it had never fully experienced the feeling of pain before since they were never the ones being beaten up, it was their dominated hosts taking the beating.

The host raised its head, expecting to see Nemesis still lying down, but instead was greeted with a giant, purplish-black claw, with each finger nearly fifty centimetres in length! Nemesis cupped the host's head using his transformed, clawed hand and lifted the host's body effortlessly. The host's body swayed slowly from side to side, and although it seemed like the [Nightmare Worm] could move, both it and the host had actually lost the ability to move.

Nemesis had denied either of them the chance for an escape. He would gain his fifth body and sixth soul... now!

"How dare you touch my sacred area! It's a forbidden area for everyone!. Nemesis roared out, "Everyone... except one." Nemesis then quietly finished, though the [Nightmare Worm] didn't hear the final part, as it was too terrified by Nemesis. But while he was terrified, one thought entered his head.

'...I didn't touch it... I just grasped your wrists! You sure you aren't mistaken!? I'm-'

Before the [Nightmare Worm] could continue onwards, through the eyes of the host, he saw a blinding crimson red, contrast and overpower the darkness of the area he was in. When the blinding red light touched him, it screamed in pain as it felt as if his body was being torn apart.

He couldn't think properly, he couldn't see, he couldn't feel. All he could hear was the sound of a soft sigh and a feminine voice call out.

"You should never have touched my lips. Well, looks like I'm halfway done, the host body is all that's left. I just have to deal with that brothel now..."