Hellhound [#6]
"Y-you..." Husk looked at the chains that were wrapped around his neck. The chains that had bound him for such a long time, forcing him to take the orders of that demon, following his every command and word, doing whatever he told him to do- The worst part was the fear, the tight fear that gripped his chest and burned his heart whenever he reminded him that he was also on a leash or thought about him losing control of his anger. That fear came crawling back to his heart, but the familiar face of an old lover brought memories back.
Memories that were cherished as the "good times" in his head. The time they spent together was good, but short. Husk was really, really into gambling back then and he wouldn't stop if he could, which made him gamble things that he shouldn't have... He gambled away for this weird shark guy to have him as company for a day, because the creep was totally into him, and he regreted it. Regretted it because D'ahvon found them mid fucking. I mean, sure he was having fun because sharks got two dicks, but what hurt was when D'ahvon's eyes looked at him so betrayed. He left, and took with him everything he had, and when the gambling addict in him knocked at his door, he felt the call and as an Overlord he went to this party, and ended up gambling his soul away to the Radio Demon.
And that was how he spent a lot of years- Time gets a little wonky when you're used for harvesting fear and dread. You see, Alastor uses Eldritch Magic, and a source of this magic comes from fear, despair, pain, misery, and every single negative emotion! Sure, he would only scare and torture him mentally for a few hours a day sometimes, but that was enough to fuck up with his head- When you see your worst fears manifest befpre your eyes, you tend to be a little fucked up by it.
But now? Now he's... free?
"You're damned wrong if you think I'll forgive that easily- Goddammit I want to, but you're just one of my many fuck ups, so I will give you a chance, so come fucking here and hug me." He hated but also loved the fact that the deal they made made him speak whatever that he was feeling whenever around him, and it helped him understand his own emotions but it made him unable to run away from his fears or insecurities around him- Which was another reason he felt a little relieved when they "broke up". He saw that same smug old face as the big wolven bastard hugged him, his arms tightly wrapping around his smaller cat body. His wings fluttered and his tail swayed from side to side and he began to purr and- fuck!
"...I missed you, you know?" D'ahvon said, a whisper on his ear: "I... I kinda realized that, maybe we're like, uhm, how can I say it without sounding corny..." He was placed back on the ground as the big wolf man placed both hands together and this big screen appeared with little stick figures of humans: "When souls are created, sometimes, they come in... pairs. These souls are linked together, they will share the same energy, the same shape, the same size, the same growth... And the same love."
"Wait, are you telling me-" Husk was completely cut off by the excited banshee squeal of the one and only Charlie Morningstar, as she screamed from the top of her lungs: "YOU'RE SOULMATES!?"
"...well..."
"No shit." Angel, confused and honestly impressed whispered: "That shit's real?"
"Well, everything is real in a way- The moment you think of it, it becomes real, but that's a whole can of worms, you'd need to learn about multiversal theory, multidimensional theory, and the laws of the universe before I explain to you how your thoughts can shape reality and-" Before he could keep speaking and explaining about a bunch of random shit, a bottle was shoved on his face, a bottle of whiskey.
"You were nerd mode, Dah. I find it cute-" Husk grumbled but refused to blush when e said those words. He wanted to break this deal too, but he was not brave enough to ask: "-...i hate being forced to speak my every thought."
"...we can break the deal, but for that we'd need another deal- oh, I know just the one." He grinned and offered his hand to Husk, who hesitated to take it but did so as he heard D'ahvon say: "This deal reverses the deal made. The effects of the previous deal shall be applied to me, instead of Husk, and he shall be free from his deal. Upon agreement of both parties, all deals between us shall be ended, breaking all deals and their effects."
The moment they shook hands, there was a golden light emanating from their bodies and-
"I really like your little kitty body, you look honestly adorable and I love you are 3 feet shorter than me because I can take you in my arms and hold you like a baby-" D'ahvon started speaking like a machine: "-also, sometimes I have dreams of you and you're always wearing revealing clothing and although I know you'd never be into it I can't help but be turned on by the thought of you wearing thigh highs. Your wings are adorable too, I wanna rip them out of your back and keep them forever, so when you inevitably leave me I can keep something of yours with me. I really think I'm in love with you which is weird because we haven't seen each other in 8 years, I still bust a knot by thinking of you and I really wanna take you the my home and lock you in my basement so you can never run away from me but I know you don't like being tied down, you like to be free like a bird- You have wings but you don't like to fly which is weird because I have wings and I love to fly. I think of you sometimes in my bed and I go to eat 234 pots of ice cream and cry because I hate myself. I also really, really, really wanna take you to bed and fuck you until the ground breaks and the entirety of hell knows I love you, but I am more interested in how I can just say whatever without even thinking about it, it just comes out and it feels weird."
...
"...that was..." Angel looked at the cat demon in question, who slapped his feline hand hard against his face: "...Amazing."
Yes, he had popcorn.
"And stupid." Husk groaned, rolling his eyes: "Look, D'ahvon, we can talk about us and everything we can do to... fix it, or whatever, after the whole Angel and Extermination thing is over, okay?"
"Okay, okay, okay... we can fix it! Yeah, we can fix it. I just need to fix it." Coughing on his fist, D'ahvon awkwardly turned around and looked at everyone- they were all looking at him. "So, anyone up for a drink, or should be prepare for the extermination?"
"...drinks." Everyone answered at the same time.
-Scene Cut-
[Status]
Name: D'ahvon Marchosian
HP: 10,000,000/10,000,000
SP: 5,000,000/5,000,000
MP: 10,000,000/10,000,000
Age: 30 Years
Race: Hellhound (Devourer)/Fallen Angel (Seraphim)
Titles: [Son of Marchosia], [Genius of the Marchosians], [Prince of Gluttony], [Singing is Not For Me], [Anti-social], [Heir of the Marchosians], [Awakened Blood], [Saint of Hell], [Patron of the Poor and Unfortunate], [Thorn Crown], [Warden of Hell], [Hated Hero], [Paragon], [...]
Achievements: [Reborn], [Hellborn], [Fallen], [Glutton], [Bookworm], [Magical Genius], [Contractor], [Soul Binder], [Deal Breaker], ...
Contracts: Brook [Lvl 45], Gonna [Lvl 49], Perhoma [Lvl 76], ...
Lvl: 232
Stats - [1,160 Free Stats]
Strength: 1575
Endurance: 1575
Vitality: 1575
Constitution: 1575
Dexterity: 1575
Agility: 1575
Intelligence: 1520
Magic Power: 5025
Wisdom: 1230
Willpower: 1563
Charisma: 666
Soul Power: 9290
Skills > [Racial Skills]
[Enchanted Senses lvl Max]
[True Sight lvl Max]
[Flight lvl Max]
[Angelical Magic lvl Max]
[Demonic Magic lvl Max]
[Enchanted Body lvl Max]
[Contract Manipulation Lvl Max]
[Soul Manipulation lvl Max]
Skills > [Passive Skills]
[Mental Resistance lvl Max]
[Overindulgence lvl Max]
[Natural Weapons Proficiency lvl MAX]
[Hand to Hand Combat lvl MAX]
[Physical Damage Resistance lvl Max]
[Magical Damage Resistance lvl Max]
[Environmental Damage Immunity lvl MAX]
[Soul Damage Resistance lvl Max]
[Poison Immunity lvl Max]
[Hellfire Damage Resistance lvl Max]
[Drawing Proficiency lvl Max]
Skills > [Active Skills]
[Observe lvl MAX]
[Charge lvl Max]
[Stomp lvl Max]
[Sprint lvl Max]
[Battle Dance lvl Max]
[Shadow Magic lvl Max]
[Light Magic lvl Max]
[Illusion Magic lvl Max]
[Infernal Energy Manipulation lvl Max]
[Mana Manipulation lvl Max]
[Angelical Energy Manipulation lvl Max]
[Blood Magic Lvl Max]
[Astral Magic lvl Max]
[Plant Magic lvl Max]
[Environmental Magic lvl Max]
[Tear lvl Max]
[Impact lvl Max]
[Charge Attack lvl Max]
[Lord of Beasts lvl Max]
[Eldritch Magic lvl Max]
[Planar Magic lvl 55]
Skills > [Unique Skills]
[Bookworm lvl MAX]
[Full Body Control lvl MAX]
[All Demonic Weapons Proficiency lvl MAX]
[Eat What You Want lvl MAX]
[Limitless Regeneration lvl MAX]
[Angelic Weapon Resistance lvl MAX]
[Demonic Form lvl MAX]
[Angelic Form lvl MAX]
[Complete Calm Mind lvl 58]
[Eldritch Form lvl 34]
[Brutal Berserker lvl 56]
You might think that there aren't many new skills here, but in the ten years he spent working to expand the reach and power the Marchosian family had, he had achieved a lot of things. He also got a lot of titles, achievements, and skills- However, when he got the skills to a certain level, they all united. He had more than 120 different skills and they got absorbed by the skills [Complete Calm Mind], [Eldritch Form], and [Brutal Berserker].
One for the battlefield of politics, one for the battlefield of discovery and self improvement, and one for the physical battlefield where he gets to spill guts and blood everywhere. It was a hard endeavor to gather all the skills and get them to a high enough level to make them fuse into one single skill! For example, his [Complete Calm Mind] has taken his [Control Emotions], [Good Manners], [Politics Mastery], [Opportunistic Sight], [See Desires], [Bargain], [Persuasion], [Lying], [Acting], and many, many other skills.
It's funny, he got the [Acting] skill only after getting involved with making movies. It was fun to be part of movies, most movies he was part of were Action movies. Hell doesn't have in the market of entertainment, so he was a bucket of cold water to the hellfire of entertainment that resolved around porn and violent shit. He was the "hero" in the end of the movie, saving the Rings, and in the end starting a whole new franchise at the same time.
The acting franchise went from only porn to movies! He even made an animated movie for children that showed Earth and told various tales that came from Earth, but adapted to Hell's culture. The Red Hiding Hood turned into Blue Hiding Hood, the bad wolf was just a normal Hellhound, and the moral of the story was to not trust strangers still.
Regardless of that-
"Husky~ Let's cuddle~ I miss you~"
"Let me go you idiot- Fuck!"
"...I didn't expect that to happen." Charlie whispered as everyone watched Husk struggle to get free from the hug that Charlie's "uncle" had placed him in. He was like an overly excited dog, adorable in a weird way. "I mean, that's kinda funny." Angel commented on the sideline, eating popcorn still. Vaggie took a page from his book and also ate a little while watching Husk going from a struggling mess to a resigned demon, letting the stupidly strong Hellhound manhandle him into a cuddling hug.
Nobody commented on the small smile on his lips.
"But, Charlie, are you sure your uncle is enough for this fight...?" Vaggie wasn't really acquainted with the guy or what he had done, all she knows is that the guy was a big shot from Hell.
"Oh, yeah!" Excitedly, Charlie turned to the group- The majority knew a little about her uncle, but she knew a lot about his work. "Trust me, he will be enough- He has dealt with angels before, I remember he went to Cannibal Town after and tore off a few of his limps to them to apologize for the lives lost that he couldn't save... Seven years ago, after my mom vanished, he came here to visit and it was in the middle of a Extermination and... Well, it didn't turn out well for the Exorcists and Adam. He's still afraid of my uncle to this day."
"...what did he do?"
"I don't know. But Adam screamed when I told my uncle asked about him, he asked something along the lines of 'Which uncle?' after spewing some bullshit about men and how they're supperior or something, but when I answered with 'Oh, you know, Uncle D'ahvon' he screamed like a little girl!" Charlia sounded wo excited as she told the story- Well, Adam is fucking weird.
"Oh, I fucked him-" Everyone turned to look at the big wolf demon as he smirked: "-he told me to, after all. He said 'Oh, fuck me!' After sinking his ax guitar thing in my chest, weird way of flirting, but I wasn't really in a sober mood! I had drank 7 barrels of Beezeljuice. Anyway, he's a little bitch that likes to be put in his place."
...what?