"So what is the head incubus like, exactly?" Tetsuda asked as he walked behind Tyrannus.
"Well, not alone," he replied. "Usually, the seven factions are headed by one person, who then has a smaller council to make carrying out their will more efficient. You read further into Daemones, yes?"
"I did."
"Very good. Well, then you should know that the incubi and succubi are collectively called the Luxuria. However, since the two groups are so independent in more than just gender, they're classified separately, and they operate separately. Both divisions are headed by one person—the Ultima for succubi and the Ultimo for incubi. You'll be meeting with the Ultimo, who's gained the name Basileus—king. The Ultima, then, has the name Regina—queen. Now, while they're separate, they aren't resentful toward one another. Basileus and Regina are quite respectful toward one another. It's just rare for the two groups to work together."
"I see...I can't say I'm disappointed, in truth."
"The succubi can be quite fun. Especially Regina. She's the more...practical of the two. They balance each other very well." He glanced over his shoulder at Tetsuda. "You noticed it, didn't you? Your attraction to the sluts you passed in the human realm?"
"Yes, I did," he affirmed.
"That's natural of all Luxuria. They love sex and nudity, regardless of what their preferred attraction was in the human realm. However, those preferred attractions are still present in demon form. You're still closely aligned with men, though seeing a naked woman would still make you feel something."
Tetsuda nodded, albeit slowly. In truth, the only thing he held strong attraction to anymore was Tyrannus. Then again, he hadn't interacted with many demons outside of him. At least, not strongly.
Tyrannus led him to a wing of the palace he called "the Factionry." Most of the demons resided in homes of their own, far from Tyrannus's grand home, yet the Factionry existed as a terminal for the seven demonic races. It was a massive tower on the outside, yet on the inside it was completely hollow and extremely spacious. Tables upon tables sat upon the stone floor, and in seven different locations there stood podiums. Against one of the walls rested a throne—Tyrannus's place in case of assembly.
Various demons, albeit very few in number, sat about the tables. The majority were Avaritia, he could tell, from the gems they wore upon their bodies and the trinkets that sat beside them. However, at one of the tables sat two Luxuria, an incubus and a succubus—Ultimo and Ultima.
As Tyrannus strode through, the Avaritia lowered their heads and looked away from him. He paid them no mind, just strode up to the Luxuria. When he stopped before the table, both turned in their seats and bowed their heads.
"Lord Tyrannus," they said in unison.
"Lift your heads. I've news for you."
They did as instructed, and Tetsuda widened his eyes.
Basileus had a look of roguish mischief about him, with wild, shoulder-length hair of midnight and deep eyes of chocolate. He wore a white coat with a feathered black collar, the buttons open to reveal his well-defined body. About his waist was a belt of spikes, and leather pants left nothing to the imagination.
Equally appealing was Regina. Her wildly wavy hair was pulled away from her face, deeply seductive with bright blue eyes and beautifully sculpted features. A black bra held up her ample bust, and a red half-jacket with a collar of fur hung from her shoulders. Matching her incubus counterpart was her bottom half, yet heeled boots covered her feet and stretched up to her knees.
"Meet the Ultima and Ultimo," Tyrannus said. He placed his hand on Tetsuda's shoulder and directed his eyes to Basileus. "Take this piece of shit and turn him into something of use. Try not to damage him too much, though. I've taken him in as my personal bitch."
"He's in good hands, Lord Tyrannus," he said. Even his voice sounded beautiful…
"You have your position for a reason." He shoved Tetsuda toward the Ultimo, then crooked his finger toward himself, eyes directed at Regina. "I need your reports from this month and the updated registry."
"Of course. Come with me."
With a final glance at Tetsuda, the demon king strode off with Regina.
Basileus threw his arm around Tetsuda's neck with a chuckle. "Lucky piece o' shit, ain't ya? Fresh blood and already havin' the king fuck you!"
"It's not a common thing?"
"Not at all. I've been here for...hmm...eight hundred years? Something like that. I've only ever heard of him fuckng two or three incubi. Even then, it was a rare occurrence. He's mostly celibate."
Really? With that amount of seduction that he carried in his voice and actions? Celibate?!
"Ira get off by killing and fighting. I've, ah…" He chuckled. "...seen him jack off on corpses before. Interesting time, that was...anyway! Your name?"
"Tetsuda."
"Well, Tetsuda, welcome to the clan. That's what we refer to our little groups as, since we're sort of like family. Mine is, anyway. Walk with me." He started in the direction Tyrannus had gone, still curling his arm around Tetsuda. "First order of business is getting you registered officially so we can track shit properly. That's what Lord Tyrannus was talking about earlier. Without the registry, we can't see how our members are doing. Without seeing that progress, people are able to slack, and if people are able to slack...well, then Lord Tyrannus looks like a fool. Considering all the controversy around him, not a good thing."
"Controversy?"
He hesitated at that. "Ah...you'll learn as you go on, believe me. Anyway, he implemented the system of registration and quotas to rat out the worthless. If a quota's missed once or twice, long as it's spaced out, it's not that major. If it's consistent, however...well, heads start rolling."
Basileus led him into a relatively small space, the walls lined with bookshelves and a lectern standing in the center of the floor. Upon that lectern sat a bound leather book as thick as a cinderblock and a quill within an inkwell.
"There it be." Finally removing his arm from Tetsuda, Basileus stepped over to the lectern and heaved open the book. After flipping through a few pages, he stepped aside and gestured to it. "Print your name and basic information. Height, type, et cetera. Estimate if you don't know for sure."
Nodding, Tetsuda picked up the quill and placed his information upon the blank page."
Name: Tetsuda
Demon Type: Luxuria (Incubus)
Height: 6'2
Hair Color: Dark Blue
Eye Color: Blue
Date of Birth: 6/40/10421
Date at Signature: 2/45/10422
"Iyan's existed for quite some time," Basileus explained after providing the date. "Not only that, but our time and date system's a tad different from the human realm. There's ten months, not twelve, and each month has fifty days. A 500-day year is easier to keep track of than 365. Not only that, but time passes quicker here than there. Not sure exactly how much, but there was a time where I'd been here for a full year and gone to the human world to find only a month had passed. It's not too important."
Once again, he connected himself to Tetsuda. "Now we go to the Terminus."
What Tyrannus hadn't told the incubus was that there were two buildings dedicated to the demonic factions, one for strictly socialization and the other for strictly the quotas. Three bridges, one on top of the other with some space in between, connected the two towers. Tetsuda and Basileus had used the top bridge, and when they reached the end of that bridge, they gazed down an atrium.
Floating at various spots in the space were rectangular stands with writings on them. A few demons stood at other levels, examining the stands as they floated toward them.
Basileus extended his free arm and crooked his fingers. One of the stands made its way over to them, displaying the words "Incubi: Base Level" with different instructions below it.
"This is the Terminus," he said. "Where all the quotas are listed. It's universal for everyone of their respective level—five in total. Now, they're subject to change, but only by me or Lord Tyrannus. He can override anything I say, but for the most part he leaves us alone. Though...considering your special position with him, perhaps that'll be different for you. If ever you need one of the Terminals, just will it toward you. The older you get, the more your abilities will develop. Anyway, as is said there, by the end of this month, the base levels are to fuck and convert ten humans. Not too much, really, but you're just babies by our standards. You'll gain more and more responsibility later on in the levels, including hosting orgies. Those are fun. You can get a lot of conversions that way. You'll also be put on Et Cinere cleanup once every three months with a band of people in your level. The strong survive, the weak are killed."
"Even incubi fight?"
"We all fight. Except the Gulam and Desidia. They're not even part of this system, since they're basically worthless. Anyway, you move up the levels based on skill, not age. Another innovation of Lord Tyrannus's. There are demons old as me who barely passed level one. Then again, they were mostly fixated on fucking other demons, rather than humans. Not frowned upon under normal circumstances, but it's not smiled upon when you don't finish the quota. In your case, though...maybe it is."
It was truly the other way around, with Tyrannus fucking him, but he couldn't completely refute his comment, either.
"Do I start now, then?"
"Well, technically you're not doing this one. The month's almost up, after all. Anything you do now won't be counted. Otherwise it'd be a bonus."
"Bonus?"
He nodded. "Your quota's ten. If you get twelve, your skill level rises in the eyes of the ledger. It's not just a book, you see, but a real-time record of all that you do. Typically, you rise to the second level after a century or two. If you get enough bonus racked up, though, that could speed up the process. It can save your ass, too. Say you only get eight one month, but if you had twelve the month prior, then it evens out."
Tetsuda blinked, committing it all to memory. Such a strong torrent in such a short period of time—Tyrannus's image as a leader shaped up even further in Tetsuda's mind. Truly, he was remarkable…
"How has he treated you, Basileus?"
Both incubi turned to view Tyrannus, alone, behind them. After a quick bow of the head, the Ultimo replied, "Hasn't given me a lick o' trouble. Very quiet, but I think that'll change soon enough."
"He's improved more than you may think," Tyrannus said. "I barely got more than two words out of him in the beginning. He's warmed to me, I like to think."
"Well, considering what you do with him…"
"Indeed. Speaking of—" He took Tetsuda's wrist and tugged him closer. "—you've five days until your quota starts, and I'm bored."
