Much was done with the Mello Hill Abyss. A minion garrison harvested metal and stone from the pit, the order of the black dragon used a great deal of the stone to build great idols of Zephyr. In appreciation, Zephyr had some of the collected Infernium used to upgrade the priesthood's staves, wands, and battle robes, he also armed the guards of every temple to him with axes of confusion. Also, He had one-hundred blades forged of Infernium as prizes for tournaments held in his honor all over the dark domain. The succubi also used the Mello Hill Abyss as a recruitment ground for other demons that might be interested in working for him. Not many demons were open to the prospect. The most that they could scrounge up were disgruntled imps looking for a means of exerting control over others for a change. Zephyr was just done getting his new suite of Infernium armor on when Gnarl rushed over with urgent news.

"Ooooh, I feel another surge of evil energy coming from Heaven's Peak! Must be another of those wretched abyss gates!"

"Oh, don't be so negative, Gnarl. If this abyss is just as resource-rich as the last one, then it will be more than worth any trouble it puts up." Zephyr looked like a devil straight from hell in his new Infurnium armor, and his minions were decked out in similar sets as well, looking almost as fierce. The moment he popped out of the tower gate outside the city, he spotted the new abyss gate. As he approached, the city folks standing around it tried to get his attention.

"Oh, sire, our women went into the gate, lord. Apart from Molly at the inn that is! Even though those demons have gone, our girls won't come out! They said they're fed up with us. And I want my tea... And my tummy hurts, and my socks are full of holes! Please, see if you can talk some sense into them, dark lord."

"Your shit home life is not my concern. Besides, if your women ran into the jaws of certain death to get away from you, then I think you have bigger problems than holes in your socks." Zephyr said casually as he walked into the abyss. The moment he walked in, he found that it was much different than the one in Mello Hills. Finding a lovely marble area that looked almost homely, then the women there talked to him.

"Oh, not you!"

"And a jolly good afternoon to you two. So any particular reason you ladies aren't dead?"

"That thing, oh what was its name again? I forget... Anyway, he opened up this abyss for us, so we could get a bit of peace from those creatures of yours!"

"I know they are kinda much, but that can't be the only reason you jumped into hell." Zephyr said, crossing his arms as he felt insulted.

"Up in Heaven's Peak, it was succubus this, succubus that, why don't you got wings like she's got! And it's all his fault!" The angry woman said, pointing at a firey pit with non-other, then sir William himself, burning like a cooked pig.

"Now that slug is oozing around and stopping our lackeys cleaning properly. They're useless at anything else, can't arrange flowers, can't even cross-stitch a sampler!" She gestured to a poor browbeaten man with a basket of soapy rages, whimpering in the corner.

"I'm trying my best, M'lady!" He said, cowering before the disapproving women glaring down on him.

"This is clearly some new breed of evil, sire. Proceed with caution."

"You've clearly never spent any time around mistress Rose last winter. One dead slug coming right up!" Zephyr said as he charged forth, splattering the giant slug with his fully empowered Infernium ax. Somehow remembering the slugs being more challenging than that. Not that the women on the platform above him were grateful.

"Eew, that's disgusting!"

"Clean that up at once! You'll find the cleaning machine over there!"

"I'm sorry, you seem to have mistaken me for some kind of cleaning service. I am not. Now let me through, or I will make sure that you suffer for defying your overlord!" The women looked furious at the very idea of giving in to his demands. But they quickly went from outraged to greatly amused.

"Oh, really? And how do you plan on doing that from down there, overjerk!?" One of the women said before sticking her tongue out at him. Zephyr, at this point, had quite enough of all this, willing his minions to form a ramp out of their bodies. He then lead most of his horde up the living ramp to get the mouthy cunts. The women seemed rather shocked and horrified by the turn of events, feebly fighting back, but it was a pointless struggle. It only took him about five minutes to smack them down and have his minions drag the bitches to the waypoint gate in the middle of the complex.

"That's it, sire, you've subdued them on behave of all males everywhere!"

"You know, I'm feeling particularly petty today. Have all of those bitches stripped and shackled. If the men of Heaven's Peak won't their women back, they can repurchase them!"

"Oh, what a very evil thing to do, master! I will have it done now after I'm done tending to mistress Rose's needs, that is." Zephyr then managed to open all the barriers that the women had up and began to look around the abyss. Fighting his way through some more wraths, he soon found what he was looking for.

"There's the abyss stone, sire! Better take it quickly before the creature those females mentioned comes back. Hmmm, was it a creature? Memory like a sheep these days. Perhaps it was a plant, or some kind of giant bee?"

"I have a feeling that this is why the boss around here is called the forgotten... The forgotten... Fuck, can't remember!"

"While trying to get the abyss stone back to the tower, something Zephyr did not expect happened. A much larger wrath that looked like a grim reaper came out of nowhere and held a short improve rock concert. Zephyr was so stunned that he was almost taken by surprise when it decided to stop fucking around and attacked him.

"Well, I wish this was the oddest thing I've ever seen. Minions, destroy!" The minions took the lesser wraths on as Zephyr dueled the reaper one on one. The beast was a cunning and skilled warrior. If Zephyr did not have the power of so many tower objects flowing into him, it might have even been a challenge. But sadly, the reaper proved no match for him, and he was able to cut his way back to where he started from but was ambushed by the red down of all people.

"Sir William and his friends are trying to destroy the abyss stone and take control of this abyss. Stop them at once!" Zephyr charged William head-on, his merry band of minions stampeding over the red dawn like a tide of death. Clearing a path through them was not easy. Every time Zephyr killed them, they resurrected.

"Yes! Strike us down all you want. Tire yourself out as we rush you as an endless tide of flesh!" Sir William bosted as he resurrected, again and again, not fearing death made his attacks bolder and his defenses more sloppy.

"Willy, you seem to have made two mistakes. One, you honestly think your follower's resolve will survive rushing headfirst into certain death over and over again indefinitely. And two, you think I would ever get tired carving your pretty face like a jack-o-lantern! All your doing, widdle Willy, is making my day!" Before William could talk back, Zephyr chopped his head clean off and used it to bash open the head of a red dawn member. Hours passed, the horde widdled down one by one, and Zephyr was genuinely starting to get overwhelmed.

"Aw, is the upstart peasant feeling tired already? So much for you outlasting our resolve, whelp!"

"You know what? I didn't want to do this. This is going to be low, even for me... BUT YOU HAVE LEFT ME NO CHOICE!" Zephyr then raised his hand, and used the one spell he never thought he would ever have the stomach to use. And with a wave of his hand, Sir William and his goons all turned into sheep.

"They won't stay like this for long, leg it!" Zephyr and his minions were able to push their way through the once-mighty force, now bumbling heard. After finally getting the stone to the waypoint gate, the transmogrify spell wore off, the small army of cultists looking somewhat confused to be on all fours with grass between their teeth.

"What- *spit* -Happened!?"

"Ya, sorry about that, Willy. I try not to use that spell often, but you left me no choice. But good news, at least for me. I claimed the abyss stone! So you can burst into flames for all eternity now. The only way to put it out is with a low grad acid, by the way. I just found that out yesterday."

"Like hell, we're just going to go off and-" Before sir William could even finish his protest, he and all his followers burst into flames. The fire was so hot that they melted or crumbled to ash so fast that they could no longer put up a meaningful resistance.

"If my knowledge of this plain of hell is accurate, and to be fair, it probably isn't. There is a lake of the acid you need to submerge yourself in to be in only half as much pain as your currently in that way, about ten miles. Have fun on your walk, don't forget to take in the sights!" Sir William and his army of ashes and melted faces then began their slow march to the place that Zephyr just made up to give them false hope. Amusing the overlord to no end. Just then, the succubi all popped out of the waypoint gat, looking rather happy and fluttering about.

"By the forgotten one, it's good to be home!"

"As fun as it's been in the tower, nothing beats the smell of melting face."

"I just hope my sister didn't steal my good clothes while I was out, AGAIN!"

"You girls think Bob would like it down here?"

"So you ladies are from this neck of the woods?" All four of them turned to look at Zephyr. Jill even jumped, clearly forgetting that he was even there.

"Oh yes, my lord. This is the infernal abyss that we called home for almost all of our immortal existence. And don't worry, we know this is only a visit. We just have a few friends to catch up with."

"And by catch up with, Infernia means we will use the toys you've given us to ass rape the other succubi into accepting one of us as their new queen, probably Demona."

"What can I say, I'm just scarier than they are."

"But before we go and have that girl time, Lillith, our last queen, you remember killing her. Had something that might be of use to you, a trophy from one of her sexual conquests, an overlord if I'm not mistaken. It should be over here. Come, I'll show you."

"Wait, Lillith got down and dirty with an overlord?"

"Well, I certainly hope she did. She was his mistress, after all." Zephyr followed Impella to the lovely field where a mold for a helmet was just lying around. Returning it to the tower, Gnarl explained what it was they recovered.

"You can now create the harvester helmet, lord. Put that on your head, and you'll be able to harvest more lifeforce!"

"Nice to know that I will get more bang for my buck with that, but will I still have the extra ten minions?"

"Sadly not, sire. That is the price for being able to split the life energy of a living creature in two."

"It will have to do. I want a minion garrison down here making full use of this new domain at once." Zephyr then returned home to the dark tower, hoping that the new pit would be worth the headache.