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The Plundering Demon: Mammon(paused)

Banished from his homeland in the abyss, Mammon hoped to move to a strong world engrossed with magic, but when jumping into a rift between worlds, something went wrong and he woke up in the exact opposite. Now in the body of a high schooler who just committed suicide in some absurd satanic ritual. He didn't like it. And he was disgusted by the mere thought of it. More like the thought of him being mistaken for a devil actually, that was more of an issue for him. But now this is a place he's going to call his home, because it is now. And with the sister of the dead boy who's a warlock. Mammon either has to find any new rift or conquer this world, and after seeing how boring it is, he seems to want to have a little bit of fun with it for the meanwhile. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Heyoo~ The cover ain't mine, if you're the owner and you actually see my project here and don't like it up here contact me and I'll remove it. Also the art is cool so awesome piece bro! Also, we're apart of the WPC 324! Come support us!

TurtleMaster6319 · Urban
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The Human Sacrifice

Blinking several times, I woke up from what felt like a very long slumber? Could all of what happened be a dream? It's not that uncommon for something like this to happen, but that doesn't explain why I'm laying on the floor?

Pushing up, the ground felt wet? It felt wet?? Lookin down at the floor under me, there was a warm mass of blood under me, and looking at it with a blank expression, it confused me? But then I just shrugged it off and then rose up off the ground.

"Ugh, I feel like crap?..."

I felt sick, it was as if I ate a rotten leg of strider meat, it was not the best and occasionally it made me feel weird, but maybe it was the scavengers that made me feel sick?

Getting up, I went over and sat on the bed right of me, I was too tired even after just waking up, maybe I should just take another nap? You know what? That's it!

. . . . .

Laying down I just blacked out on the bed. . . Throughout I saw a bunch of strange stuff all around the room? Though it didn't seem to amount to much as I was too exhausted to check it out and I'm not getting up for it.

*Knock knock!*

Hearing knocking, I wasn't even able to get a few minutes of rest before someone was already bothering me, can't I just sleep in for a little, I just wanna lay here for an hour.

*KnOcK kNoCk!*

There was more knocking, "Give me a sec!" I yelled out but then was startled by my voice as this wasn't my voice???

Fastly opening my eyes and throwing my hands out infront of me, my hands were smaller and white? What the fuck?! Why the hell am I white and fleshy?! I'm green and viney!

At least I'm supposed to be?!

Not knowing what the fuck was going on, I hopped out of bed and overlooking the pool of blood, looked around the room which obviously was not my motherfuckin room!

Which means one of two things!

1. The old man sold me off to an outlandish Demon Lord!

2. That wasn't a dream and this is the result of the rift?!

And I didnt want either of this to be true because somethin clearly went wrong with the portal, and if it's the first one then it's obvious that I'm being fucked over by a witch!

I need to know now!!!

And the only answer I have is behind that door!!

Ugh! Damn it!

Picking myself and rushing to the door, I took the knob into my hand and turned it, opening the door with to reveal whatever unsettling creature might be behind it.

And opening the door it truly had been unsettling as I was startled by this unearthly woman as pale as the dead and dreadin as disease, and she was standing here before me with her face all pale and deathly, her lips ebony and eyes as black as the restless, like one not able to rest, and as she looked up at me, she looked fearsome altogether.

"A witch!?" I screamed and she gave me a sharp stare...

"Ha... Funny..." she said back heavily sarcastic.

And as I was there dreading the fact that this situation was the first one I feared, she looked towards my chest, "So I guess you were all talk about sacrificing yourself? Huh Charlie?" she says continuing without stopping.

And after saying that I started getting the blurry picture.

Because honestly after she called me Charlie I kind of got bored with her talking and she hasn't even talked much, it isn't like I'm rude but something feels off about this talk?

Like yeah sure, witch equals scary magic-natured person.

But. . .For some reason, I just don't wanna talk to her?...

"I'm disappointed in you Charlie, and here I was hoping you'd actually given yourself up to lord Satan. But I guess you're not as devoted as me?"

She said canceling out the first one, I guess the portal worked huh? But then why the hell am I in someone else's body, and what's this talk about the devil? Is she ah...

No... Are they?... devil worshipers?

"Eww..."

Blurting that out with as much disgust as I could muster out as there were still people who actually were loyal to those freaks, it made my stomach turn, and hearing me share out my disgust, she frowned and looked me up.

"What is it? That look your giving me is bugging me"

She voiced out indifferently and kind of weirdly as it was all darkish and lazy, were all devil worshipers like her, that's so weird, and expressing that in my expression, I looked at her and frowned, crossing my arms displeased.

And in doing that, I felt something against my chest, and looking down, I was even more disgusted as there was a dagger stuck in my chest, shoot, I didn't even notice???

So uncrossing my arms I grabbed it and pulled it out with blood leaking down my white shirt and as I did and she watched all of this, "Wow, that's so original you faker..."

She commented and as I held this real dagger in my hand, I looked at her and glanced back at the dagger as I was deciding on whether or not to stick it in her chest?

But then again...Looking at her, I guess I can do something else with this devil worshiper, some conversion would really piss off those pathetic goblins, hahahah, this could be fun~?

So with a smile forming on my face, I looked at her and said, "It looks like I failed~ Next time I won't disappoint you, Master~" I said not actually knowing who she is?

And hearing me voice that, and kneel down accordingly, she looked disgusted?, "Now that's gross, who are you and what have you done with my brother?..."

Huh? She caught me already? Also brother? Damn...

Standing up and putting my hand over my head laughing.

I can't believe I was found out so early? "Yeah, the old man always said I was bad at acting so imma just be blunt with you young witch! My name is Mammon and I'm a Demon all the way from deep in the abyss!"

And saying all this to her with pride, she grabbed it and stomped on it as she turned away and walked away, "You play too much Dnd with those losers, don't forget we're real satanists and not apart of some roleplay Charlie, for fuck sakes you're such an idiot..." she said stunning me.

Did she not believe me?

Also was she joking before? She didn't discover me?

Looking at her back as she walked away, I was so confused right now? So was I not found out or I was and she's just messing with me because she's a dick? I don't know?...

Anyways, watching her walk away, I then looked to myself and to the wound under my shirt, and as I pinched it and touged on my shirt, I watched as the flesh wound on my chest started healing rapidly before my eyes.

The wound closed and looking back up from it, I sighed.

"Well I guess this could be an adventure?"

Looking at the state I was in, "And I'll name it, uh? Arc of the fallen? No, maybe... Arc of the devil worshipers? Sure that could work, and my goal is to convert them, let's say without using my powers? That'll be... Entertaining?"

With that set in my head I tuned around as I was going to go lay back down, the witch was this vessel's sister so I should be fine and since that's resolved I can finally get some sleep before I get to work corrupting her and the rest of her devil worshipping allies.

But just as I had the dagger in my hand and was about to jump on the bed, I then heard another person's voice, and it was a man's?

"Charlie! Marry! Get up and take showers! You have class in an hour! Don't be late!" the man said from what seemed like downstairs and as he was heard, I heard a loud groan from the witch down the hall and then a yell from her.

"I already showered! Charlie it's your turn! Go now!"

"..."

Where the hell even am I? Am I in a coven?

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