Nephalem of Gremory

by SlashFan2018

Roxas Gremory, the son of Sirzechs Lucifer and Grayfia Lucifuge, a Devil who no Devil has seen hide nor hair of in two centuries, makes himself known to the Underworld again. But this time, he is different. Stronger, sexier, and... are those white Devil wings? Is he a Nephalem! Why yes, yes he is. Fem!Vali, Fem!Issei, X-Over Characters, Roxas/Harem. Lemons.

40. Chapter 40

To the guest that keeps asking for Roxas to get cheated on because it would be 'HoT' and 'gOoD dRaMa'... no. Just fucking no.

Anything you recognise isn't mine.

Isane and Elsha

Elsha could barely Promote to Queen and get several powerful magic-circle-based barriers in between herself and the huge crimson Dragon that flew towards her in time to block said crimson Dragon from ramming into her and turning her into a thin pinkish paste. As Dragon-Isane bounced back off the barrier, Elsha widened her eyes at how impressive Isane looked in her new form. It was, quite simply, amazing, what her most recent successor had managed to pull off, within a couple of months of her unlocking the Boosted Gear.

First, there was unlocking Balance Breaker within just a couple of months (if one counted the time that Isane had spent inside Roxas' time-chamber as real-time), which matched up with how long it took Elsha herself to pull that off.

Then, there was holding her own against opponents that steadily grew in strength: a few servants of a High-Class Devil of the Phenex Clan, to said High-Class Devil of the Phenex Clan, to a group of Nazi Vampire/Fallen Angel Hybrids, to a couple of Cerberus', to the Old Satan Faction, all in a couple of months.

And finally, there was this. Unlocking a subspecies Balance Breaker, and a very powerful one at that, with a lot of room for improving and perfecting it. Not to mention that, for some (if not many) people, a large Dragon flying through the air towards you may be considered more imposing than a five-foot-seven armoured female flying through the air towards you.

Elsha stepped backwards through a transportation-circle to teleport behind her opponent, to avoid the stream of fire that said opponent sent from her mouth at her. Apart from the distinct smell of burnt hair, she escaped unharmed. Though Isane, somehow, seemed to realise that her predecessor had gone behind her, and turned around (with surprising agility, considering her current size). She then forewent the thought of turning the plateau that they fought on into a fiery inferno, and lunged towards Elsha with large, sharp claws.

However, Elsha saw the attack coming, and jumped back, using her six Nephalem wings to assist her jump out of reach of Isane, and swung her hand upward to create a shield of light that held back her second claw-slash for long enough to allow Elsha to step back and cancel the shield, allowing Isane to finish her slash and stumble slightly, giving Elsha the chance to charge up another powerful magic spell while jumping into the air and taking flight, dodging the second stream of fire that Isane sent towards where she was, just a few seconds earlier.

Elsha looked downwards and saw Isane's dragonic head turning, her glowing emerald-green eyes zeroing in on her as her wings spread to their fullest extent and flapped, displacing immense amounts of air as she jumped upwards, lifting herself further into the air with every flap of her wings. Elsha turned around and snapped her fingers, throwing a concentrated blast of plasma (the combination of the elements of fire and lightning) at her opponent, aiming for her right wing. However, she missed and only hit Isane's scaly back. It didn't have the effect that she wanted (that being downing Isane and leaving her further open to attack in this faux-Rating Game), but it definitely made Isane redouble her efforts to attack Elsha.

However, she wasn't going to go down without a fight, as she flew backwards, out of Isane's reach, and threw another plasma-blast at Isane, aiming at her left wing, but missing again as Isane performed an aileron-roll in mid-air to dodge the blast, causing it to fly down onto the ground and explode, sending flaming earth flying up into the air as she and Isane climbed higher and higher.

As Elsha heard the loud sucking sound of Isane inhaling, and preparing to send another stream of fire her way, she swivelled around in mid-air and raised both of her hands above her head, pooling as much of her combined angelic and demonic power that she had time to into a water-spell that she flung towards Isane in a massive wave, before flying to the right and hoping that the wave of water that she had created would counteract the stream of fire that burst from Isane's mouth.

It seemed to work, mostly. The fire and water combining caused immense amounts of hot steam to plume up, clouding most of the surrounding area. Elsha, who was caught up in it, looked down, knowing that that was where she saw Isane last, and guessing that she would try to attack her from there.

However, that turned out to not be the case, as Elsha felt herself engulfed by fire from behind. Obeying the instinctual impulse that came over her that told her to FUCKING MOVE, Elsha flew to the left, flying out of the stream of fire that had engulfed her, and watching a silhouette of Isane, still in her Dragon-form, flying by where she used to be and slashing at the air with her claws, displacing huge amounts of steam and clearing the air a bit. However, upon realisation that she had not hit Elsha, Isane looked around, seemed to spot Elsha through narrowed eyes, and send another stream of fire her way, one that Elsha was ready for this time, as she flew to the right, faster than Isane could follow.

As she did so, Elsha surveyed the damage done to her body by Isane's sudden attack: Minor burns all over her body, though the burns on the skin that had been unobscured by the dress that she was wearing (half of which had been destroyed, leaving one of her breasts and most of her legs bare to anyone that may have been watching (so just Palutena then)) were slightly less minor than some of the others. The point was, though she hurt, she could still function, which was exactly what she was going to do.

As Isane charged towards her, inhaling and preparing to breathe more fire, Elsha conjured up a smaller bolt of plasma energy, and threw it into Isane's mouth, causing it to explode and do damage to the crimson dragon (judging by the screech of pain that came from her mouth, followed by another stream of flame, one twice as large and three times hotter, flying at Elsha, one that she had to teleport out of the way of.

Not so fireproof on the inside, are you Isane?" Elsha mused, feeling the shockwaves in the air as Isane crashed into the ground, before creating several magic-circles on the ground, and conjuring thick silver chains that flew around Isane's body, wrapping themselves around her dragonic form and holding her down. Isane immediately began to struggle against the chains, screeching up a storm and blowing out huge streams of fire as Elsha walked towards her, creating another shield of light to surround her front and protect her from the flame. As she walked closer and closer, Elsha felt the heat of the fire becoming hotter and hotter, almost to the point that it was unbearable, but she kept walking, knowing that she had a good chance of beating her successor (in spite of said successor having the downright indomitable willpower to keep up a newly-unleashed subspecies Balance Breaker up for several minutes, and fight as hard as she could in her regular Balance Breaker).

Elsha began to sweat now, from the heat that she felt from the fire that flew past her on both sides, so close to her that she could reach out and touch it. Yet she still pushed forward, hoping to make her way under, or around Isane's head, and under her body, with her plan being to attack at her belly (a known weak spot of Dragons) enough to knock Isane down and end the bout between them.

However, Elsha was so focused on just walking forward that she didn't notice Isane slowly lifting up her front clawed-legs as she began overpowering Elsha's magical chains through sheer physical strength until she heard the sound of one of them breaking, and by that point, it was too late.

Isane's incoming claw-swipe was strong enough to break Elsha's light-shield and catch her across the body, leaving deep gashes on her face and chest and sending her backwards. Isane had mercifully stopped blowing fire, and resolved to just jump at Elsha, swiping at her again. But in spite of her bleeding, Elsha rolled under Isane's jump and fired five simultaneous bolts of plasma at her opponent's soft belly, prompting a squeal of pain from Isane as she flew up into the air, spun over and landed on the ground, panting heavily and clearly hurt.

Elsha groaned as she took a few breaths, and just realised that getting slashed by a Dragon with claws the size of your hands actually fucking hurt. Also realising that her hands were covered in her own blood, she looked to her left and noticed a portal opening, and Palutena walking through it, a neutral look on her face and staff in hand.

"Hey." Elsha panted to her boyfriend's first wife.

"Hi." Palutena replied, extending her hand towards Elsha and allowing a green aura to surround her wounds, quickly closing them. She then turned around, walked towards Isane (who was still in her Dragon form), and rested one hand on her scaly form.

Before Elsha's eyes, Isane seemed to physically revert from her Dragon form to her regular (and sexier) human form, whose clothes were mostly destroyed, leaving her bare skin (as well as wounds on her back and stomach) for all to see.

"Can you walk?" Palutena asked of Elsha, who nodded, swallowing. "Come on, then. I'll take you out of here."

Palutena levitated Isane's unconscious form into the air with one hand, and walked through the portal that was still there, with Elsha following behind her.

Line Break

"...Wait, Eve?" Roxas looked from Lilith to Eve and back to Lilith. "From the Adam and Eve story? First human woman? That Eve?"

"Indeed." Lilith replied, a smile of reminiscence forming over her face for a couple of seconds as she looked at the (presumably younger) Lucifer. "In a former life, I guess you could say. I was the very same Eve that that prick Yahweh created and tried to force to be the wife of Adam. The very same Eve that got thrown out of the Garden of Eden for actually thinking for myself while Yahweh pulled Adam back to Heaven to do Hell-knows-what with him."

"O-oh." Roxas replied, with the idea of him being descended from the first woman just settling into his mind. "That's..."

He trailed off without finishing, not exactly sure how to voice his thoughts on what had just been revealed to him. However, Lilith seemed to understand, and nodded. She gently shushed Roxas, before turning back to Lucifer and Eve, who had adjusted their positions next to each other.

Lucifer's arm was wrapped around Eve's slim waist (a slightly slimmer waist than the Lilith standing beside him), while Eve had her arm loosely draped around Lucifer's neck, as she played with a lock of his hair. It was quite a cute scene, really.

"So, Eve." Lucifer addressed the woman sitting beside him ('Fucking hell,' Roxas thought. 'He even SOUNDS like me!'). "I take it you like the dress I made for you?"

"Yes, I love it." Eve replied. Roxas noticed, almost immediately, that Eve's voice was higher in pitch than Lilith's. It wasn't to the point that it was annoying, but it was still something that was immediately apparent to him. "I really needed a new one since we, you know, kind of tore it up by accident."

Lucifer let out a slightly awkward chuckle, and Roxas turned to the Lilith that stood next to him. She looked back at him and shot him a grin, which was enough to tell him that what he was thinking (which, knowing Roxas, should be obvious) was absolutely correct.

"Well, I made sure to make that dress as durable as possible." Lucifer replied. "Should we decide to get into it while you're still wearing it, it won't be tearing up anytime soon."

"Hmm." Eve replied, pressing her lips against Lucifer's cheek for a second before pulling back. "Anyway, why did you ask me to meet here with you today?" she gave a small giggle. "Usually, it's me asking to meet with you, so something must be up."

"I guess you could say something's up." Lucifer replied. "I wanted to talk to you about, well, your humanity."

Eve blinked.

"What about it?" she asked. Lucifer continued to look awkward, as he looked from Eve to the sea that stretched out, seemingly forever, past the cliff that he and Eve sat close to the edge of. He looked to be thinking very carefully about what he wanted to say, as well as how he wanted to say it.

"Well, your humanity, I don't have a problem with it as a whole, Eve, I want to make that clear." he spoke, standing up (Roxas was right in assuming that he and Lucifer would be similar in height when he stood up. Lucifer was just an inch or so taller) and taking a few steps away from Eve, who looked towards him, a blank, slightly confused, expression on her face. "But there's- uhh- something that I think you'd be concerned about."

"Huh?" Eve blinked again. "And what would that be?"

Lucifer, after taking another breath, turned around and knelt down to Eve's level. There was a pause between the two beings for a few seconds, before Lucifer spoke again.

"You were made by Yahweh, right?"

"I was..." Eve replied, nodding slowly, with a small frown coming over her face at the mention of Yahweh's name. "Why?"

"Well, I've been thinking about that, and possible ways that that could be used against you. Against us." Lucifer replied. "The thing is, Eve, while I was still a part of Heaven's forces, I heard Yahweh talking about how you and Adam were meant to be the progenitors, and leaders, of humanity, and how he would have sent messages to them through a sort of- how do I put this- mental connection that he had established between the two of you, and him?"

"M-mental connection?" Eve straightened up. "Like, you think that he could control me? Give me orders, make me follow them, stuff like that? And how would he even be able to do something like that?"

"I don't know for sure." Lucifer replied. "But, knowing Yahweh and his so-called 'plans' for everything, I would think that he would at least consider, meaning that it's something that he would potentially do. Must be something to do with the so-called 'divine clay' that he sculpted you and Adam out of, since he's not using that for your replacements."

"Maybe..." Eve murmured.

"Or, you know, it could just have been through the doubtless connection that he has with all the beings he creates, be it Humans or Angels." Lucifer continued. "Though I rather doubt that."

"Is there anything that you can do about this?" Eve asked, after several second's pause. "I mean, I'd hate to be controlled and made to do stuff that I, potentially, don't want to do. You opened my eyes to that." she added the last six words in a slightly breathier tone.

"I did." Lucifer admitted, a small smile crossing his face for a second. "And there is something that I could do." The Devil took a breath. "...I could turn you into a Devil, like me."

Eve stared at Lucifer, her expression perfectly matching the minor short-circuit that her brain had done in reaction to what Lucifer had just said.

"Wait... what?" Eve spoke, standing up herself. Roxas was too interested in how the conversation was playing out between the two individuals that would become two of his four grandparents to really notice the fact that Eve's Gabriel-sized breasts were bouncing with every small movement she made. Evidently, she wasn't wearing a bra (which, honestly, made sense. If Roxas remembered correctly, the bra wasn't invented until the latter end of the nineteenth century). "How... how will you do that?"

"Through a magical ritual that I've theorized." Lucifer replied. "Based on one that I witnessed Yahweh using to create Angels before I... well, left Heaven. Just with a few changed elements to change you into, well, something like me-" Lucifer spread twelve black, leathery Devil wings, casting a larger shadow than the one he already cast over Eve, thanks to where he was standing in relation to the sun, before retracting them. "It'll give you protection from Yahweh and anything he may or may not try to do to you, give you access to similar powers to ones I have command over, and who knows?" Lucifer reached out, and took Eve's hand in his, his hazel eyes gaining a seductive edge to them as he looked into Eve's green ones. "It might make you even more beautiful than you already are."

Eve accepted Lucifer taking his hand in hers, and stepped towards him, with admiration for the silver-haired being in front of her that stars seemed to twinkle in her eyes.

"I would love that, Lucifer." she spoke, quietly, but not quiet enough for it to be inaudible to Roxas and Lilith. "Please, make me into a Devil. Do what you need to do."

"Alright, then." Lucifer replied. "Just sit tight, it'll only take a few minutes." He took a step back, opened up his hand, focused some demonic energy into his finger and began drawing onto his palm with it for a moment, before he thrust his hand out towards Eve, and sent the magic-circle towards where she was standing. The magic-circle then appeared below Eve's feet on the ground, and glowed a bright silver, which Eve noticed. She squeaked in surprise, but remained still.

"It's kinda weird, you know." Lilith mused to herself. "Seeing myself freak out over something so small, considering future events."

"Future in relation to this, right?" Roxas replied, tearing his eyes away from Lucifer and Eve for a second to look at the Succubus beside him.

"Duh." Lilith replied, before pointing back at the scene in front of herself and Roxas, indicating that something was coming up that he wouldn't want to miss, so Roxas turned back to it, now noticing that the symbol inside the magic-circle Lucifer had drawn and sent below Eve's feet was a five-pointed pentagram, which Lucifer was walking around and mumbling incantations for other spells, and seemingly depositing them into smaller magic-circles that he placed at each of the five points of the star, the centre of which Eve remained stock-still in.

After a few minutes, Lucifer stood back, and after taking a deep breath, placed his hands on Eve's shoulders while focusing a black energy of some kind (which Roxas assumed was Lucifer's own demonic power) into his hands. He then began to chant, under his breath, as the black energy began to spread out over Eve's body. She cringed slightly from the sight of it, but once she realised that it had no immediate physical effect on her, she forced the impulse down.

As the silver magic-circle began to glow brightly, with the points on the pentagram glowing particularly bright, Lucifer began to chant.

"In the name of Lucifer, I call out to Eve, the human before me. Let your soul heed my command and cast away its human shackles; become the first to join my ranks as a Devil."

By this point, the black energy had covered Eve's entire body from top to toe, before sinking into her body.

"And, I think that should be it." Lucifer remarked, taking his hands of Eve's shoulders and stepping back. "You feeling okay?"

"Yeah..." Eve replied. "To be honest, I don't feel that different from how I felt a few seconds ago. Maybe you did something wr-?"

Before Eve could even get the question out, she suddenly gasped, and clutched at her lower area with one hand. Lucifer immediately noticed, and stepped back towards Eve, worry on his face.

"Eve? Eve?!" he asked. "Are you okay? What's up?"

"I... I...!" Eve couldn't even get out what she wanted to say, whatever it would have been. "I... down th-there... AHH~" she let out a loud, lustful moan, and dropped down to her knees, closing her eyes. Her hand made its way underneath her dress and began rubbing fiercely around her crotch area, and both Roxas and Lucifer found themselves going slightly red at the sight of Eve seemingly masturbating in front of them.

Lilith, however, seemed to be wholly amused by the proceedings involving her past self, her former husband and her grandson.

"Uhh… Eve?" Lucifer blinked, wondering whether to step back or not. "I..."

"HMM~" Eve moaned, rubbing her crotch even harder and faster. "I... f-fuck..."

Roxas was distracted from the free show that he seemed to be getting when he noticed that Eve seemed to be... physically changing, right before his, Lilith's and Lucifer's eyes.

It started with her hair: originating at the roots, her cream-coloured hair darkened, over the course of about half a minute, to pure ebony black. Then it was her chest, which slowly expanded a noticeable amount. Not to the point that the dress that she was wearing tore off, but it definitely looked more stretched than it did a few seconds ago. If Roxas had to place an estimate by comparison, he would guess that Eve's newly-expanded breasts had gone from around the same size as Gabriel's breasts to a similar size to Alice's breasts.

"Sh-shit..." Eve groaned, dropping onto her back now, pressing her legs together tightly as she kept pleasuring herself, while Lucifer's face could perfectly be described as the face one would make when they were thinking 'what kind of mind-fuckery am I being exposed to?'.

Before Roxas' eyes, the next change in Eve occurred. From her lower-back, he saw a black tail popping out of her. It was long, looked to be made out of the same kind of leathery-like flesh that Lucifer's wings were made out of, and had a love-heart on the end of it.

Then two more popped out, one on each side of the first one, making three.

"HMM, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK~!" Lilith screamed, her legs clamping together around her hand as she seemed to finish rubbing herself out, and reached her climax. She finally opened her eyes (which Roxas noticed had changed from green to red. Now she looked a lot more like the Lilith that stood next to him), shuddering slightly from her intense orgasm, while Lucifer shook his head a couple of times and stepped over to her (while trying to conceal the boner that had formed under his own attire), before gently assisting her in getting to her feet.

Roxas was all too aware that, thanks to Eve's sudden breast-expansion, her dress had hiked up to the point that Eve's pussy (which was free of any pubic hair) was clearly visible.

"I... uh..." Lucifer didn't really know how to find the words for a moment, before he settled on the first thing that had come to his mind. "Are you alright, Eve?"

"Al... alright?" the now black-haired Eve asked, looking over at Lucifer, before looking down at herself. "Yeah, I- I think I'm okay." Her voice was lower, and far closer to the Lilith that Roxas knew and loved.

"Oh, thank Amara for that." Lucifer muttered, before taking a breath. "I'm so sorry, I was sure that I had gotten that ritual right, and I was sure that you were going to die right there, before you started- uhh- pleasuring yourself-"

Lucifer's apologetic ramblings were cut off by Eve pressing a finger to his lips.

"It's fine." she spoke, softly but firmly. "I feel absolutely fine. As well as... extremely horny."

…

"Wait, what?" Lucifer blinked. Those were the only two words that Eve could get out before she wrapped her arms around Lucifer, pulled him into a searing kiss, and began grinding her bare pussy against his toga-covered crotch.

"Alright, I think you can guess where this went, Roxas." Lilith remarked, as Eve, Lucifer and the scene around them disappeared in a plume of smoke, leaving them standing back in Lilith's living room. "So I don't think I'll bother showing you it."

"Yeah, fair enough." Roxas replied. "So, that was you turning into- well- what you are, right? A Succubus?"

"Indeed, it was." Lilith replied. "Though that term didn't really become popular to use until a bit later down the line. But in any case, that's the first step in how I came to be. A messed-up version of Lucifer's attempt to turn me into a Devil." she looked over at Roxas, and smiled. "I guess, when I say it like that, you and I have another thing in common, don't we?"

"Yeah. Roxas replied, looking down for a second, before back at Lilith's perfect face and body. "I guess we do."

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Venelana and Rias

Charging her newly-created Power of Holy Destruction into her hands, Rias threw her hands forward, sending several attacks made out of the combination of her signature Power and the Holy power she had gained from joining Roxas' peerage, in the form of balls about the size of footballs (as in the ball used in ACTUAL football. You know, the one that you use with your fucking FEET?) at her mother, who didn't even try to move away from the balls of white and red energy flying towards her.

In lieu of that, Venelana simply raised her hand and held it out towards the destructive balls, which quickly slowed down and stopped, feet from where her hand was. The brunette MILF then flicked her hand to the side, sending the balls of energy towards a few trees that stood to the left of her (or to Rias' right). The large wooden plants were instantly destroyed the instant that Rias' attacks hit the tree, reducing them to small shards of bark and fragments of twigs, with an acrid smell filling the air once the dust from the attacks settled.

Venelana retaliated to Rias' attempted attack by swinging her arms diagonally upwards, sending two waves of demonic energy towards her daughter, which Rias rolled out of the way of just fine, but was unable to avoid the magical land-mine that activated beneath her, sending out a powerful burst of demonic wind that sent the former Gremory Heiress flying into the air, dazed from the sheer force of her mother's attack.

Though it made sense. Venelana Gremory WAS the Brunette Madame of Extinction, and a Satan-Class Devil. One of the five strongest female Devils currently alive, and considered to be one of the most formidable and terrifying forces in the Devil/Sex Demon army during the Great War. It would've been more surprising if Venelana DIDN'T put her immense amounts of demonic power (which outclassed the amount of demonic power that everyone in Roxas' little group had: including Roxas himself) to damn good use in a combat situation, training or otherwise.

Though Rias had never gone to her mother for help in combat, instead opting to either seek guidance from Sirzechs, or spar with fellow Young Devils (usually Sona), she had heard enough stories about her to know that she was extremely strong. And now... she was experiencing a sliver of that power first-hand.

A neutral expression remaining on her face, Venelana knelt down to the ground and placed her hand onto the cool earth, before casting a large magic-circle that extended across the ground that she stood on, at a radius of around twenty-five feet. She then proceeded to ascend into the air on ten Devil wings and snap her fingers, which reduced all the ground that she (and Rias) had been standing on from grass, earth, plants and trees to fine particles, little more than dust.

As Rias righted herself in the air by extending her eight white Devil wings, she flung a fiery lance at her mother, which was easily dodged. In return, Venelana clenched her right fist, and after focusing some of her demonic power into her right arm, thrust her fist upwards in a powerful-looking uppercut. Though she was far below Rias from dodging the fire-spear that she had flung her way, Rias wasn't exactly prepared for what came next: that being a great portion of the atomized earth beneath her and her mother forming itself into a fist, one that was about the size of Rias herself, and delivering a powerful uppercut that connected with her crimson-haired daughter.

Rias was thrown upwards even further than how far she'd gone from the magical land-mine that Venelana had set up earlier, in a slight daze from the sheer power of the uppercut that had been delivered to her. Shaking her head as she flew to try and rid herself of the stars that she was seeing, Rias was forced to hurriedly create a layered shield to protect herself from five spears, made out of the same earth that had uppercut her, which were now currently flying right for her. The shields did their job, and Rias flew back towards her mother, dodging two giant punches that came her way as she did so.

Growling in frustration at not being able to even scratch her mother in battle, let alone do any major damage, Rias coated her hands in fire and flew towards Venelana, thinking that she would be able to do SOMETHING, at the very least, up-close and personal, but Venelana simply erected a magical shield between her and Rias that stopped her young daughter in her tracks… quite literally, as she flew straight into it. Venelana then flicked her right hand downwards in a casual slapping motion, and the giant earth-formed hand that she had control over obeyed her command, raising up to meet Rias and casually slapping her downwards with enough force to send her down to the ground, where she landed just outside of the circle of earth that Venelana had practically disintegrated.

"You always try to rush into a fight, head-first, Rias." Venelana calmly admonished her dazed daughter, as she landed beside her and knelt down. "Next time, consider more indirect methods of attack, as they will be of less risk to you. Also, try and diversify your magical attacks: even small adjustments of your choices in magical combat can go a long way. And always, do be aware for any openings from your opponent."

"Got it..." Rias groaned, accepting Venelana's hand as she was pulled to her feet. A portal opened beside them, and mother and daughter both silently walked through it, to the outside of the magical time-chamber, where the rest of the combatants were already situated.

From Rias' peerage, Kiba had gashes all over his body, Gasper, Shirone and Isane were all unconscious (with Isane looking heavily bruised, and Shirone less so), and Mira was conscious, but seemed to be holding her arm at an odd angle. From Roxas' group, Xenovia had gashes all over her body (perhaps even more than Kiba did), Akeno and Valian looked fine, Kuroka seemed to be sporting several bruises, while Elsha sported many minor burns all over her body.

Asia was in the room and knelt in front of Kiba and Xenovia, using her Twilight Healing to close up the wounds of the two Knights, while Palutena did the same with Kuroka and Mira.

"Oh, hey Venelana. Hi Rias." Palutena greeted the pair of women, only turning towards them for a second and nodding, before going back to healing Kuroka and Mira.

"Hey." Rias greeted her niece-in-law. "Are my peerage okay?"

"They'll be fine." Palutena replied, calmly. "Kiba and Mira will be fine, Gasper just needs some rest, and Shirone and Isane need rest and healing." After finishing healing Mira, she turned to Rias. "In fact, if you could take Gasper and Shirone to their rooms so they can rest up more comfortably, that'd be real helpful."

"Yea, I'll do that." Rias replied. "I'll take Isane as well, if you want."

"That would be sweet, too." Palutena replied. "I'll also call Penemue to give Isane some of her milk and restore her stamina. To say that that girl is exhausted would be a massive understatement."

"R-right." Rias replied. She knelt down and picked up Gasper and Shirone, and held them as delicately as she could while still keeping a secure grip on them as she carried them upstairs while Venelana followed, levitating Isane up into the air as she did so.

The trip upstairs was one taken in silence by Rias and Venelana, and getting Gasper and Shirone into their respective beds was an easy enough task for the former Gremory Heiress. After making sure that they were comfortable where they were, she walked out and met Venelana, who had just left Isane's room after (presumably) delivering her there.

"I healed your Pawn while I was in there, too." Venelana informed Rias, before she could pose the question. "Want me to heal you up, too?"

"Yes please, Mom." Rias nodded, and allowed Venelana to lead her into Roxas' bedroom (which was closest) so she could remove her clothes, sit down on the bed and begin to be healed. As she looked around the room, she saw that Roxas' room was quite a bit messier than her own. The covers were strewn across her King's king-size bed, and there were articles of clothing, which Rias presumed were a mixture of ones that belonged to Roxas and ones that belonged to the women that lived with him (she could see a bra of Elsha's, a thong that belonged to Akasha, and one of Kuroka's kimonos), untidily scattered across the floor.

The only tidy portion of the room seemed to be a makeup-table of some kind in the corner of the room, next to the door that led to Roxas' bathroom, which Rias was 100% sure belonged to Palutena... though she could definitely see Roxas putting on some eyeliner as a joke: it sounded like something he'd do.

Venelana raised an eyebrow at the state of her grandson's bedroom, before taking a seat on Roxas' bed behind her daughter, and placing her hands on her shoulders before beginning to focus healing magic into her body. As she did so, Rias spoke up.

"Mom?"

"Hmm?"

"What was that power that you used, during our battle a few minutes ago?" Rias asked. "The one where you used the ground to punch me."

"Oh, that?" Venelana replied, smiling. "That's just a technique that I devised, using the two Clan Powers that I have access to. It's powerful, isn't it?"

"I'll say." Rias replied. "I mean, just two hits from it required magical healing from you, didn't it?"

"Mmhmm." The brunette MILF nodded. "And if I was going as seriously as I would have gone with it in the Great War, you've had been dead in one shot." When Rias audibly gulped in reply at the calm manner at which she said what she said, she added "Hey, I'm just being realistic!"

"Y-yeah." Rias replied, as Venelana continued to heal her. "I get that. How did you create that technique, though? I've never seen anyone do that before."

"Well, no." Venelana shook her head. "Of course you wouldn't. It's my personal technique. Same as the technique that Sirzechs calls 'Ruin the Extinct'. Or Roxas' Power of Twilight. My technique... well, I decided to name it 'Power of Disintegration', to differentiate it from the Power of Destruction that the entire Underworld recognises and praises so much."

"Atomization?" Rias repeated, as Venelana finished healing her. She stood up and put her clothes back on, as Venelana stood up.

"Indeed." she replied. "It took me dozens of years of training and conditioning myself to hold back my Power of Destruction to the point that I could reduce something to fine particles, which can be easily manipulated with demonic power, instead of the remains of whatever I destroy, which are harder to physically manipulate."

"Right..." Rias replied, recalling the fragments of bark and twigs that the trees were reduced to after receiving a taste of her own Power of Holy Destruction. Though she could imagine Venelana manipulating them easily enough with her reserves of demonic power, it was easy to imagine that just reducing it to dust and doing the same thing would be much easier, and more efficient. "What about turning that earth-formed dust into a giant fist to punch the hell out of me with?"

"Oh, that?" Venelana replied. "That was just me using the Oriax's Telekinesis power that I inherited from my own mother. Using that to shape the dust that came from me disintegrating so much was, in all honesty, child's play in comparison."

"I can imagine." Rias replied, smiling and stretching after fully re-dressing herself. "Thanks for the healing, Mother."

"You're quite welcome, Rias." Venelana smiled in return, gave Rias a hug and a kiss, before walking her out of Roxas' bedroom and shutting the door behind them.

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"So, if you weren't called a Succubus immediately upon being turned into one by Lucifer," Roxas remarked to Lilith. "Then what- were you just called a Devil?"

"I think the term that everyone came up with was 'tailed devil'" Lilith replied. "Which was accurate enough, I suppose." she then proceeded to sprout her seven Succubus tails, just to make a point, while extending one of them towards Roxas' face to stroke his cheek for a couple of seconds, before pulling back as Roxas shivered from the light contact. "Though after Lucifer began creating more Devils, once he perfected the ritual that you saw, some research was done regarding me, a unique being at the time. Into my mental and physical qualities, and how they compared to other Devils."

"Find anything interesting?" Roxas asked.

"We did, actually." Lilith replied. "Generally, my physical qualities were extremely similar to the average Devil. My physical aging was majorly decelerated, my physical abilities were enhanced beyond that of what any human could possibly do, even at peak possible condition, and I had no problems controlling the same natural demonic energy that resides in any other Devil, or Devil-based hybrid." she explained, nodding to Roxas. "However, there were some differences, at least some of which I'm sure you know, or at least can guess."

"A higher sex drive has to be one of them." Roxas surmised. "And insane talent for all things sex in general. Which pretty much went hand in hand with your feeding off of sex."

"That's three differences." Lilith replied. "Though you could lump the second one in with the first one, and you'd still be pretty spot-on. Anyway, that latter point didn't become apparent until I finally ended up running Lucifer completely ragged in bed, causing him to need to lay off on the fucking in fear of hurting himself. After going for a while without sex, I ended up going into a kind of withdrawal, resulting in the kinds of symptoms that you can expect."

"Shakes, sweating, and insomnia, right?" Roxas raised his eyebrows. "Among other things?"

"Yeah." Lilith nodded. "I distinctly remember getting super-irritable after going without sex for a long enough time. Getting back into it helped, but we had to find- and eventually found- a solution."

"You extracted the cum from other Devils and stored it up to drink, in order to keep yourself from going into withdrawal." Roxas replied. It wasn't a question, but a statement of fact, as he already knew about this system among Sex Demons, and had done ever since he had started dating Penemue. Lilith nodded, confirming her grandson's statement.

"Correct." she replied. "Though it was more from Lucifer himself than from other Devils. And stored-up cum never really tastes as good as cum straight from the source, if you catch my meaning~" she added, winking at Roxas and licking her lips. "Six days out of seven I'd end up sucking at least one batch out of him-"

"Wait, don't tell me." Roxas blinked, as something seemed to dawn in his mind. "Was that how the Succubus name came about?"

Lilith nodded, and Roxas had to let out a snort of laughter.

"Oh, my fucking God." he muttered. "That's actually pretty funny. I mean, I thought it might've come from something less... well, lewd, than that, but it's still pretty funny."

"Well, knowing me, what can you really expect?" Lilith shrugged, letting out a small laugh of her own. "But still, you're right. My famed exploits of almost constantly sucking my lover's seed out of him earned me the nickname of 'the Succubus'. Anyway, where exactly was I with my story?"

"You'd just finished showing me Eve being turned into a Succubus by Lucifer." Roxas replied. Lilith nodded.

"Ahh, yeah. That. Okay- hmm, what next?" she mused. "Already talked about all the research that went into me, so I think we can skip ahead to... eh, why not."

Just like before, before Roxas' eyes, the living room that he and Lilith stood in began to fade away, and was replaced by a large, yet slightly bare, bedroom. The only major thing of note in the bedroom was the bed, in which Lucifer and Eve lay together.

Eve now looked far more like the Lilith that stood beside Roxas, with the only difference being that Eve's hair was slightly shorter than Lilith's, and that her breasts (which were completely exposed) were still noticeably smaller than the semi-spherical monsters that Lilith presently sported on her chest.

"I still went by Eve at this time, Roxas." Lilith muttered into Roxas' ear. "Also, this was about five years after I was initially turned. Just something for you to keep in mind, given what you're about to see."

Roxas nodded, as he stepped forward and listened in to what Lucifer and Eve (who both looked slightly sweaty, and were breathing slightly more heavily than people generally did, be it Devil or Succubus) were talking about.

"So, how was that, Lucifer?" Eve asked of her silver-haired lover, her crimson eyes half-closed as she cuddled up close to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "Being on the receiving end?"

"It's... definitely different." Lucifer replied, a light blush coming over his face. "It'll definitely be something I'll have to get used to, taking it up the behind, but I'm... open to trying it again, if you're ever- you know- in the mood."

Roxas turned around, an eyebrow raised at Lilith, who looked back at him with a faux-innocent smile.

"Was that another difference you found during the research you talked about?" Roxas asked. "A desire to fuck in non-conventional ways? Or was that just a you-thing?"

"A bit of both, I guess." Lilith replied, gesturing back to the scene in front of her and Roxas, indicating that he should keep watching, which he did. Eve's face had split out into a wide smile from what her lover had replied.

"Yay~" she smiled, cuddling Lucifer a little bit tighter for a second, before relaxing her grip on the silver-haired Devil. "Anyway, Luci, I wanted to talk to you about something that I've been… thinking about for a while."

"Well, I'm all ears, Eve." Lucifer replied. Roxas watched his grandfather's left arm travel behind Eve's back as he pulled her closer to him, watched his hand glide over her large breasts, before travelling downward and settling somewhere around her lower waist. "What's up?"

"I..." Eve looked downward. "I know this is probably going to sound weird to you, but I've been considering- uhh- changing my name?"

Lucifer's expression remained neutral, and he remained silent for a few seconds as he processed Eve's proposition to him.

"Okay..." he replied, after a moment. "Why? Do you not like your name?"

"Well..." Eve replied, slowly. "I... guess you could say that. But it's more complicated than just not liking my name, okay?"

"Hey, I never said it wasn't." Lucifer replied, as he nodded, prompting Eve to take a deep breath before she began talking again.

"The thing is, ever since you found me roaming the human world after I was expelled from the Garden of Eden, and in the five and a half years since then, I've been changing. A hell of a lot."

Roxas swore that a small smile came over Lucifer's face at Eve's pun, but remained silent as she continued. He also felt a similarly small smile coming over his own face, as well.

"From then to now, Lucifer, ever since I met you, I feel like I've become... well, a more real version of myself than how I was, looking back to my former life with Adam. Looking back, I find it really difficult to believe how different I was back then compared to now, as well as, in comparison to back then, how much better I am now."

Lucifer simply smiled, but continued to listen to his raven-haired lover.

"And it's all thanks to you." Eve replied, her tone becoming slightly shakier as she continued talking. "I barely go a day without thinking back to the day that we met, and how I can- well- identify it as the beginning of a new me..."

Roxas noticed that she began to look slightly awkward, as if she wanted to say something but was slightly afraid to come out and say it.

"I understand." Lucifer replied. "But what are you getting at, Eve?"

"I..." Eve replied, slowly. "I guess what I'm trying to get at, and the main reason that I want to change my name is..."

"Is?" Lucifer attempted to prompt Eve, as she trailed off, before she shook her head.

"It's... you." Eve replied, looking up at her silver-haired lover. "It's you, Lucifer. I... I love you!"

Lucifer straightened up in his and Eve's bed, and looked towards the woman sitting by his side, a woman who looked to be more nervous than he had ever seen her before, in his past five and a half years of knowing her. His hazel eyes widened slightly as he looked down into Eve's crimson ones, the corners of which were welling up with tears.

"You do?" Lucifer asked.

"I do!" Eve replied. "You're hands-down the best-looking guy ever, you're never not kind to me, you can be incredibly funny, you're an amazing leader, you're unbelievable in bed, and... well..." she trailed off for a second, before seeming to regain her train of thought. "And you brought me into your life after I got thrown out of the Garden of Eden, and let me stay by your side ever since then. You didn't have to do any of that, but you did. How could I not love you for that?"

Lucifer's head tilted slightly as he regarded Eve, whose tears were beginning to slowly slide down her face, for a full seven silent seconds, before he leaned towards her... and pressed his lips against hers. Eve was immensely surprised by this, judging by how her eyes widened for a second, before she closed her eyes and rode out the kiss that Lucifer was giving her, which lasted for a solid moment before they both felt the need to come up for air, and pulled back in sync.

"Eve..." Lucifer spoke, his voice still as calm as it was earlier, though Roxas swore he heard Lucifer's voice shaking slightly with emotion, as well. "I- I love you too."

Eve's elation from Lucifer's four words came only in the form of a short breath, but Lucifer kept talking.

"When we first met, I- well- I cared about you as well, Eve. Likely not to the extent that you clearly cared about me, but there was definitely affection there. It was rather difficult to get past the fact that, initially, I saw so much of my former Father in you that it was difficult to not see the powerful, gorgeous and amazing woman that you really are. Not to mention the closet pervert that I remember you being."

Eve gave a slightly choked-up giggle in reply, but Lucifer still wasn't done.

"But when I forced my initial reaction to you aside," he spoke, a smile coming over his face as well. "When I took you under my wing for good, when I made you into what you are now, those previous traits that I mentioned?"

Lucifer reached towards Eve, cupping her heart-shaped face in one hand and using his thumb to wipe away the remnants of the tears on her face, before pulling back.

"That overwhelming amount of Yahweh that I saw in you disappeared, and gave way to what sits beside me right now. Someone who came out of the shell that He made for you, and became their own person. Someone like me. Someone that... that I can love."

That did it. The tears that Lucifer had wiped away immediately returned, as Eve leapt forward and wrapped her arms around the Devil, practically sobbing from overwhelming happiness.

"You have... no idea... how much I've wanted to hear that!" she spoke, between gasps. "Thank- thank you so much, Lucifer! I'll love you, forever!"

"I'm sure you will, Eve." Lucifer replied, wrapping his arms around Eve as well, and holding her close. The two remained in an embrace, with Eve's happy crying (which slowly decreased in volume over time) being the only major sound that remained in the room until it was just replaced by Eve's slow breathing

Roxas heard the sound of a sniff behind him, and turned around to see the present Lilith, who was looking... sadder, than she usually did. Roxas was also quite sure that her eyes were looking slightly watery.

"Lilith?" Roxas blinked, taking a step away from Eve and Lucifer, towards his grandmother. "You okay?"

"Hm?" Lilith looked up. She hurriedly wiped at her eyes with a bit of her dress, and took a breath, smiling. "I'm alright, Roxas."

Roxas shrugged, and turned back to Lucifer and Eve, who had pulled out of their embrace. Eve was using the covers of their bed to wipe her eyes as she smiled at Lucifer.

"Now, anyway..." Lucifer smiled, as he extended his arm upwards, stretching. "You mentioned wanting to change you name, right Eve? Well, were you thinking of any name in particular?"

"Yeah, I was." Eve replied. "I was thinking of something like, uh... Lilith?"

"Lilith..." Lucifer tested the word on his tongue. "Has a nice ring to it. Any particular reason why?"

"A few, actually." Eve replied. "In one of the major languages of the human world, I think the name roughly translates to 'storm goddess', which I would say fits me pretty well, don't you think?"

"On that, we can agree." Lucifer replied. "Your ability to manipulate wind, lightning and ice among us is second to none."

"Yeah..." Eve replied. "There's also a couple of simpler reasons, that being that it's not an Eve-sounding name. In spite of the past five and a half years we've spent together, I can't shake the reminders of Adam, of Yahweh, of the phase of my life without you. And speaking of you..." she smiled as Lucifer reached behind her and gently stroked her hair. "It sounds similar to your own name."

Lucifer chuckled.

"I'm flattered." he replied, before pressing his lips against the black-haired Succubus in front of him. "Very well, then. If you really want it, you will be no longer known as Eve, to the people of the Underworld. Your name, from now on... is Lilith."

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After Venelana had led Rias out of Roxas' room, she'd almost immediately gotten a call from Kirnk regarding a matter that required her attention, so she had to teleport out and leave Rias, who decided to go over to Isane's room and see if her Pawn (who was debatably the strongest of her servants now). The crimson beauty made her way over to Isane's room without much interruption, but when she was about to silently open Isane's bedroom door, it opened to reveal Penemue coming out, clad in a translucent purple negligee and... nothing else.

She seemed to be adjusting it as she walked out of the room, while she also noticed Rias.

"Oh. Hey Rias." The Fallen Angel/Succubus greeted her husband's Bishop. "What's up?

"H-hi Penemue." Rias inclined her head to Azazel's older daughter. "Were you- uhh-?"

"Giving her some of my milk?" Penemue cut across Rias before she could finish her question. "Yeah, I was. Gave her enough to fully restore her stamina and then-some, and Lilith knows she needed it."

"Y-yeah." Rias swallowed. "Will she be okay?"

"Oh, absolutely." Penemue replied, casually. She bounced on the balls of her feet for a couple of seconds, and her huge breasts bounced in front of Rias' face, making the former Heiress blush slightly, as they were even bigger than hers. Fuck, they were even bigger than Isane's, in spite of the massive growth-spurt she'd had recently. "Her brain will likely need some time to fully process the shot of energy I gave her, but it'll only be a few days."

"Alright." Rias replied. "I'm sure I can come up with an excuse for her absence from school between now and then."

"Mmhmm." Penemue replied, shrugging. "You know, I watched the fight between Elsha and Isane. Judging by how she fought, and what she said, during the fight, it could not be more obvious that she wants to get with Roxas. And if it could be more obvious, then I have no idea how."

"Y-yeah..." Rias nodded. "I've been thinking that for a while. Whenever I tried to bring it up with Isane before now, she just blushed and left. Doesn't seem like she wants to talk about it. And Penemue?"

"Hm?" Penemue was making to leave, but turned around at the calling of her name.

"If I can be honest... I'm kind of worried about Isane." Rias spoke, her voice dropping by several decibels. "I'm beginning to think that Ddraig's having more of an influence on Isane than she's outwardly letting on, and you know how Dragons can get when they want something."

"I've heard." Penemue nodded. "No first-hand experience, though. Thank fuck."

"So you get what I'm coming to." Rias continued. "Outside of those with the rank of Dragon God, Ddraig is one of the strongest Dragons there is. And to have him influencing Isane, rubbing off on her, even to a minor extent, is concerning. I'm conscious that he might influence Isane into becoming something that wouldn't turn out well for any of us, least of all myself and Roxas."

Penemue regarded Rias silently for several seconds, before taking a long, slow breath. She stepped forward, closing the distance between herself and the younger female within three steps, and placed a soft hand on Rias' equally soft shoulder.

"Rias." The purple-haired Hybrid spoke, in a soothing tone of voice. "I get why you're worried, I really do. But if I were in your shoes, I think this isn't something that's worth stressing too hard over. For several reasons."

"Name one." Rias challenged.

"How about three?" Penemue retorted, putting one finger up. "First, Ddraig. Roxas told me about the meeting between you and him before Riser Shitdicks, or whatever his name is, showed up. How Ddraig threatened to burn him, and how Roxas threatened, in return, to kill his host before he could get a chance to fight Albion and his host."

"I still think that was a little excessive." Rias mumbled. "Roxas didn't have to do that.

"Excessive or not, it worked." Penemue replied, calmly. "Anyway, the fact that Ddraig chose remaining to fight Albion another day over his grudge against Roxas, which for all intents and purposes should be resolved, given that Elsha is now alive and kicking, and hasn't done anything from then until now, should be something to consider."

Rias shut her mouth, but Penemue put up another finger.

"Second, Isane herself. It takes a special kind of willpower to go from being a human with practically zero combat experience to someone who can challenge a six-winged Nephalem with the powers and talents of a Bronze-Class Magician, in the span of about half a year. I know that that's not the only reason she's gotten that far, with nowhere to go aside from up, but it's still a pretty big reason, nonetheless. If she can do that, then I have faith, ironic as it is for me to say given my heritage, that Isane can stop Ddraig from influencing her into doing any sneaky shit."

"Right.." Rias replied, looking down at the floor momentarily, but Penemue wasn't quite finished yet, as she put up a third finger.

"Third, and finally, this is probably the most morbid reason, but it has to be said." she spoke. "Even if Ddraig managed to influence Isane into pulling some bad shit, like going AWOL, Roxas will be able to deal with her, no problem. And even if he wasn't able to for whatever reason, he could just send someone like Esdeath, or Valian. Or Palutena. Or me, even. You get me, Rias?"

"Y-yeah. I think I do." Rias replied, taking a slow breath of her own. "Thanks for easing my concerns, Penemue."

"It's one of our natural talents." Penemue replied, slightly smugly as she revealed her Succubus tails and waved them around a bit for a second, before retracting them. "Anyway, besides all of that, I'm sure Roxas has at least some idea of how Isane feels about him. Chances are he'll have a talk with her about it when he has the time. If Isane doesn't pluck up the courage to confess to him herself."

"Hopefully." Rias replied. "I just hope he doesn't transform into me to trick Isane into confessing to him." Penemue giggled.

"Oh, I heard about that." She smirked. "Gave me a good- hold on." She reached in between her huge breasts, pulled out her vibrating phone (which Rias just noticed was nestled in between them as neatly as she figured her King's cock had been, many times), powered it on and answered it. "Hello?"

Penemue remained silent for a few seconds as someone talked on the other end of the line.

"Uh huh." Penemue nodded. "Right. Give me a few minutes, I'll be in to take care of it. Later, Tearju." She hung up and snapped her fingers, causing her negligee to disappear in favour of a business suit. "Sorry, Rias. Work calls for me. We had a good talk."

"Yeah, we did." Rias mumbled, watching as Penemue created a transportation-circle for herself, and warped out of sight, leaving Rias alone to check up on her sleeping Pawn.

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"And, from that point on, myself and Lucifer were an official couple." Lilith spoke, a smile on her face as she watched the past versions of her and Lucifer cuddling up together on their bed and falling asleep. "Boyfriend and girlfriend, if you will, rather than just friends with benefits."

"Right." Roxas replied, looking over at his grandmother. "You... uhh... definitely looked happy together.

"And we were happy." Lilith nodded. "Extremely. Ruling the Underworld together, along with three particular Devils that Lucifer thought best to lead alongside the pair of us, while hard at times, was far more bearable with him there."

"I can imagine." Roxas replied. "And were those three particular Devils who I think they were?"

By way of reply, the memory of past-Lilith and past-Lucifer falling asleep together disappeared from sight, and was replaced by the sight of an exceptionally grand-looking hall, in which Lucifer and Lilith (who now looked practically identical to the Lilith that stood beside Roxas, right down to the dress. The only thing that Roxas suspected to be different was past-Lilith's bust size, and even then, from this angle, it was difficult for him to tell for sure) stood at the top, in front of approximately seventy other Devils that all knelt before their King and Queen, with three more beings standing beside, as well as slightly behind, Roxas' maternal grandparents, with one more stood further off to the side.

Of the two beings that stood to Lucifer's direct left, one was male and the other was female. The male was, relatively, the most normal-looking: he looked to be in his mid-twenties with short hair (which was a mixture of black and dark green) and light-brown eyes, dressed in simple-looking black and blue garb. Meanwhile, the female that stood to HIS left, was significantly less normal-looking... and certainly more eye-catching. For all the right reasons, as far as Roxas was concerned.

The woman had long, thick-looking dark purple hair that went down to just below her hips, and eyes that were of a noticeably lighter purple than her hair. Her huge bust size (, and that, along with her slim waist and wide hips, which seemed to just be accentuated by the tight dress, coloured light red, that she wore, made for an overall image that gave Roxas an INSTANT boner.

Standing to Lilith's right was another man: one that looked slightly older than the black and green-haired guy standing to Lucifer's left, and the tallest out of the five people that stood at the top of the hall. He had purple hair, just like the other woman, but it was of a far lighter shade than either her hair or her eyes: his hair was closer to lilac than anything resembling purple. His eyes were a bright orange, and he wore a long black coat with dark yellow trim, which was buttoned up tight to his neck, to the point that Roxas wondered for a second if he was having trouble breathing.

Roxas could only assume that the three people with Lucifer and Lilith were Beelzebub, Asmodeus and Leviathan. Beelzebub and Asmodeus had the same eye-colours as Shyelin and Catora, respectively, while Leviathan just looked to be an older, male version of Ingvild, so it wasn't too hard to at least make an educated guess as to the identity of those three individuals.

The other guy, the one that stood off to the side of Lucifer, Lilith and the other three Satans, was a tall, handsome man with blue eyes, a youthful face, and slicked-back white hair. His clothing was a deep purple, though he also wore a large red jewel around his neck, and a monocle over his left eye.

Roxas watched one of the 72 Devils walking through the crowd up to Lucifer, after being called up: a good-looking woman with long blonde hair that obscured her right eye, who wore a light-blue dress that seemed to dance around her as she strode. When she was a couple of steps away from Lucifer, she stopped and knelt down before the Devil King, who stepped forward. He silently opened a magic-circle and reached into it, before he pulled out what seemed to be an orb of fiery yellow energy. He then held it out towards the woman kneeling before him.

"For your services to the Underworld and the rise of the Devil race," Lucifer intoned, his voice loud and strong. "I hereby bestow upon you the power of Flaming Regeneration, so you may remain eternally strong in the face of all who may stand against you. In conjunction with this power, you are granted the noble rank of Marquis, and the title of... Phenex."

Lucifer pushed the orb of energy towards the woman kneeling before him, until it was situated directly above her, and snapped his fingers. Before everyone's eyes, the yellow orb began to melt, and drip all over the woman's body and clothes. It was like watching an ice-cube melt in slow-motion when you put one in the sun and left it to melt into water, but sped-up, as the process only took about fifteen seconds until the energy-orb above the blonde woman's head had completely melted away, the remnants of which were all over her body and clothes. Given that no-one in the room looked even remotely disturbed by this, Roxas assumed that this was meant to happen.

Once the orb had completely melted, Lucifer clenched his fist, and the liquid-like remnants of what WAS a magical orb not even a minute ago, faded into the woman's body, which glowed a fiery gold for a second, which (judging by how all the Devils in the room, plus Lilith, burst into applause) signified that the process was complete.

Roxas watched in silence, with Lilith by his side, as Lucifer bestowed the powers of Demonic Aspídakinesis, Demonic Mnemokinesis and Worthlessness onto the Devils that he granted the titles of Glasya-Labolas, Malphas and Belial, respectively, before he looked towards the Lilith standing beside him, a question forming on his tongue.

"So that's how the 72 Pillars came to be?" Roxas asked, as the power-bestowal and rank/title-granting continued. "Since back when I was still Gremory Heir, I remember being taught that they were created specifically for the job of directing specific areas of the Underworld as vassals of Lucifer. I mean, I didn't exactly listen much, but you know... Demonic Genesys ritual, spin-off version of Yahweh's Angelic Creation, that ring any bells?"

"Is that what they've been telling you now?" Lilith asked, looking back at her grandson with an incredulous look on her face. When he nodded, she proceeded to shake her head and facepalm. "Fucking hell, and I thought they were arrogant pricks when Lucifer was still around..." After frowning for a second, Lilith took another breath, recomposed herself, and continued talking.

"The original 72 Pillar Devils that you see before you, Roxas, were made such because Lucifer, Leviathan, Beelzebub, Asmodeus, myself and Sparda-" she indicated the three Devils standing alongside herself and Lucifer (whom Roxas was correct in his guessing of, three out of three), as well as the white-haired man standing off to the side. "-saw them as the best for that specific job. They EARNED the powers that my husband gave them as rewards for their loyalty and service, and the nobility and lordship of their given territories that came with those powers. Not the other way around, none of that 'specially created' nonsense, and ABSOLUTELY none of that 'natural right to command' shit that they've been propagating for as long as you've been alive. I'm sure you can see that."

"I do." Roxas replied, nodding as he turned back to the events unfolding before him, and watched Lucifer grant the power of Demonic Aquakinesis to a Devil who he also granted the title of Sitri, before his eyes naturally wandered back to Asmodeus, who winked at the audience before her. "Asmodeus is really hot, by the way."

"She was also a total whore." Lilith replied, neutrally. "More of a slut than 90% of all Succubi, I'd guess. But yeah, she is definitely quite attractive. And in spite of her immense promiscuity, she was an exceptionally kind soul."

Roxas nodded, slowly. His Asmodeus-focused gaze went on for a moment longer before being interrupted, by Lilith cancelling the projection of that memory and replacing it with a different one.

The first memory shown was a wedding ceremony between herself and Lucifer, which had, to Roxas' slight surprise, practically no-one in attendance, sans Lilith and Lucifer themselves (obviously), Leviathan, Beelzebub, Asmodeus and Sparda (the latter two, judging by their positions relative to Lilith and Lucifer, seemed to be the maid of honour and best man, respectively). Upon looking closer, Roxas noticed that the Lilith from the memory was crying, even as she pressed her lips against Lucifer's...

It was simultaneously sad and beautiful (so beautiful that he was distracted from the sight of Asmodeus, who was dressed in a slightly more conservative dress than the one in the last memory... key word being SLIGHTLY), in a way, and Roxas even felt his heart stirring at the sight of them together in such a loving pose.

When Lilith and Lucifer broke apart, the wedding faded from sight and was replaced with the sight of Lucifer, who looked to be wearing the same royal armour-like attire as Sirzechs often did, but coloured silver and black instead of blue and yellow, and Lilith sitting across a table from a younger-looking Azazel (who was without his facial hair), as well as Shemhazai. The four of them seemed to be deep in conversation, which Roxas caught a few lines of, while unconsciously registering that Lilith's belly was looking noticeably bigger than it did in the last couple of memories that had been shown to him. Evidently, Lucifer had finally knocked her up.

"Alright, Azazel, I think I can see where you're coming from." Lucifer spoke. "You and your growing band of ravens and crows are running out of space to operate without fear of apprehension by Yahweh's personal attack-dogs in the human world, so you want to come down here as refugees. And my help regarding that, as well."

"That's right." Azazel nodded in reply. "Lucifer, my old friend-"

"Don't 'old friend' me, Azazel." Lucifer glared at Azazel, cutting across him. "You should know that you're in a poor position to try and manipulate me, especially with my former life in that stuffy prison they call Heaven." he sighed, his glare softening. "Besides, you didn't even have to try. You were always kind to me, treated me like just another resident of Heaven instead of the prince that all the others considered me to be. Allow me to help you as repayment for that kindness."

Azazel gave a sigh of his own, this one sounding exceptionally relieved.

"Thanks, so much." he smiled, standing up and shaking Lucifer's hand when it was offered to him. "I don't know what I would've done if you'd turned me down."

"Yeah, yeah..." Lucifer replied, a small smile replacing his hard-line neutral expression for a few seconds, before the scene faded again, and was replaced with the sight of Lilith (without a baby-bump this time) walking through a forest, on her own, dressed in the same black bodysuit that Roxas had seen her in when he went to see her with Serafall, a couple of days after the Kokabiel incident... sans the detached sleeves.

The Lilith with Roxas followed her younger counterpart through the forest, indicating that Roxas do the same, which he did. Grandmother and grandson followed the younger grandmother through the forest in silence for a few seconds, taking in the scenery around them. As they walked, Roxas was just beginning to silently wonder exactly what the point of Lilith showing him this memory was.

His mental musings were instantly stopped and answered by the sound of a shout cutting through the silence like a whip: a shout for help. It was loud enough to make Roxas jump, and instantly turn towards the direction that the shout came from, unintentionally mimicking exactly what past-Lilith did. Present-Lilith didn't jump, but she turned, and lightly jogged towards where the sound came from, with Roxas following and past-Lilith breaking out into a run, seemingly not even noticing her bodysuit ripping and tearing slightly on some of the forest's thorns.

After barely ten seconds of hastened movement, Roxas and the two Liliths made it into a clearing of some kind, which had a stream of water running through it that, judging from where Roxas was standing, would probably be knee-deep if you stepped in it. Younger-Lilith, older-Lilith and Roxas were on one side of the stream, yet on the other side, there were ten individuals: three women, seven men. All the men, judging by their black feathered wings (three of them had four wings, another three had six wings, and one of them had eight) were Fallen Angels, while the other three women... judging by what he had seen happen with younger-Lilith in an earlier memory, Roxas had to hazard a guess that the three women were all humans, and all in their late-teens, at that. After a second of looking at them, Roxas realised that they were younger versions of Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth, the other three Succubus Queens, and Lilith's 'sisters'.

Agrat had upper-back-length purple hair, just like her future daughter Penemue, and matching purple eyes.

Naamah's hair was shoulder-length and a very light red (or dark pink), and her eyes were the same green colour as Elsha's.

Eisheth's hair was a stark white, and she was the only one out of the three that seemed to have her hair tied up, in any capacity. Her hair went down to her waist, just like Lilith's, before it looped back up to around her neck, where it was done up in a headband of some kind. Though one of the Fallen Angels was reaching around in an attempt to pull out her hairband.

All three women wore similarly torn clothes, and seemed to have been chased into this clearing by the seven Fallen Angels, six of whom looked to be trying to force themselves on the three young women, with the seventh, the eight-winged one (likely the leader) standing back and seeming to let his less powerful brethren do the work. Something that Lilith immediately picked up on, as she snapped her fingers and sent six bolts of demonic lightning at the six Fallen Angels, faster than Roxas could blink.

All six bolts of lightning made their targets, and in unison, the Fallen Angels dropped to the ground as if hit by a taser. The leader turned, looking shocked, to where the bolts of lightning had come from, and saw Lilith.

"Hey!" he shouted. "What's the big idea, bitch! Don't you know it's a bad idea to interrupt a guy when he's in the middle of something?"

"You don't look to be in the middle of anything." Younger-Lilith replied (Older-Lilith silently retreated back a few paces and leant on a tree, while Roxas imitated her with a different tree a couple of steps over). "Your lackeys, on the other hand?" She frowned momentarily, and held up her hand, which sparked with the same demonic lightning as before.

"Oh, them?" the eight-winged Fallen Angel looked over at the other six, who seemed to have shaken off the effects of getting zapped by Lilith, and were getting to her feet. "They were just preparing those three lovely ladies for me. They're fair game for me and the guys, here."

"And I thought Azazel was a pervert." Lilith remarked, dispassionately. "You seem to be way worse, so I'll do the courtesy of warning you once." She then proceeded to unfurl her Succubus tails (Roxas counted six, instead of three like in the first memory his grandmother had shown him), and raise slightly into the air. "Leave those three women alone."

"Wait, I've heard of you!" one of the six-winged Fallen Angels cried, pointing at Lilith with one hand. "You're that Succubus, Lilith! Lucifer's wife!"

"I didn't know I had a fan-club." Lilith replied. The remark would've been funny, in some capacity, had her tone not been the most serious that Roxas had ever heard.

"Oh, you're popular, Lilith." the eight-winged Fallen replied, opening his hand and summoning what looked like a war-axe with a blade of light into one hand. "As well as someone that I'm pretty sure we can take. You see, we have you SEVEN TO ONE!" The Fallen Angel extended his wings and flew towards Lilith, winding up for a swing at her chest which Roxas was sure would have been fatal, had it connected.

However, he didn't get to see how that would've played out as Lilith simply pointed a finger at him, and shot a bolt of demonic lightning into the spot between his eyes with pin-point precision. The lightning-bolt was so powerful that, on contact with it, the Fallen Angel's head simply exploded. There was no cry of pain, no realisation on his face of what was about to happen to him: just, one second he was charging at Lilith, axe in hand and head on shoulders; the next, his headless body fell to the ground, and his light-axe dropped from his hand as blood, bone, and brains spurted everywhere.

"I'd say it's closer to six to one, myself." Lilith replied, to the Fallen Angel that she had just killed.

Upon the instant death of their leader, the six other Fallen Angels immediately forgot about attempting to rape Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth, and all got into battle-stances, clearly intending to avenge the crow that Lilith had just killed.

Lilith dropped to the ground, and Roxas noticed small, razor-sharp blades of ice forming on and around the heart-shaped ends of her tails, while she summoned a pair of swords to her hands, of which she held one in each. The swords were short in length, with blades barely the length of Lilith's forearm, but they still had a large surface area. Closer to the ends of the blades, they were slightly curved, with the handles of the swords being attached to chains that loosely wrapped and tied around Lilith's forearms.

"In any case, I like those odds." Lilith smirked, confidently, at the six Fallen Angels that stood against her. "I think I'll take that bet. Will you?"

Music: The Time Has Come – Devil May Cry 4

The first Fallen Angel to dash towards Lilith was one of the six-winged ones, who charged up a ball of light and fired it straight towards her, in an almost Hadouken-like gesture. Lilith stepped aside, not even acknowledging the light-ball flying into the tree behind her (not one of the ones that Roxas or Lilith were leaning against), which put an immense, slightly-smoking hole in it. The tree stood for a few more seconds before it slowly began to come down.

Lilith wound her right arm back and then flung it forward, sending the blade in her hand forward and out of her hand, straight towards the Fallen who had attacked her, who wasn't fast enough to dodge the short sword flying into his upper chest, and nearly impaling him completely. He barely had the time to scream out in pain before Lilith quickly jerked her arm back, pulling the blade back towards her along with the Fallen Angel. Once she caught the blade's handle, she shook it to get the Fallen Angel away from her, allowing him to drop to the floor with a hole in his chest.

The six-tailed Succubus stepped past the body of the second Fallen that she had felled, using one of her ice-covered tails to deliver a decapitating slash to the Fallen's neck, just to make sure that he was absolutely dead, leaving five left.

Out of those five, three more dashed towards her, one from the ground and two from the air. With the same ice-covered tail that Lilith had used to dispatch the second Fallen, she chose to deal with the crow coming at her from the ground, using it like a bladed whip to deliver three quick (but deep) cuts to his body: one on his lower chest, one at his upper chest and one at his neck. As the Fallen dropped to the ground, Lilith used her other five ice-covered tails to cleanly impale the Fallen, killing him for good before throwing him up into the air and using his corpse as a distraction against the two crows that came at her from the air.

She then dodged to the side, fast as a bullet train going at full speed but as fluid as water, before she jumped into the air and swung one of her heeled boots at the Fallen that had approached her from her left, kicking him downwards and into a tree with such force that the sound of his spine snapping could be heard clearly and cleanly through the general din of battle, and the tree that she had sent him into instantly went down.

The sole Fallen Angel left out of the three flew at her, light-sword in hand, and swung at her. She simply raised her left hand and blocked his sword with hers, before pushing back with enough force to send her opponent's weapon spinning out of his hand, before proceeding to drop her right blade and point her open palm at the Fallen, opening a magic-circle and sending many blades of what looked like concentrated wind towards him. Her unarmed opponent was unprepared for such an assault from such short range, and was quickly torn to shreds by the fast-moving blades, leaving two Fallen Angels left alive.

The two four-winged beings decided, between themselves, that it would be best to run away from the vengeful demon approaching them, as she clearly outclassed the pair of them around ten times over, so instead of trying to confront Lilith, they ran for Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth, but Lilith wasn't going to let that happen.

As the ice around her tails melted and her twin swords (which she had fondly named the Blades of Chaos) dispelled from her hands and arms, she snapped her fingers again, and sent two bolts of lightning at the backs of the two Fallen that were attempting to escape. As the two bolts made their mark, stunning and lightly cooking the Fallen Angels as they did so, Lilith's tails wrapped around the waists of her two opponents (two tails for each one), and lifted them into the air, away from the three young women that they she now walked towards.

"Are you alright?" Lilith knelt down and asked of the three women, concern evident in her voice as she used her two remaining tails to wrap around the necks of the two Fallen behind her (one tail for each neck), where she then squeezed their necks until audible cracks could be heard. After that, she dropped the two beings to the ground, ending things for good.

Music end

"I... uh..." Naamah spoke, seeming to shrink away from Lilith for a moment, before swallowing and finding her voice. "I-I'm okay."

"Same." Agrat and Eisheth replied, the same nervous looks on their faces as Naamah doubtlessly felt.

"Good." Lilith nodded, helping the three women to their feet and repairing their torn clothes with a wave of her hand. "Forgive my asking, but where do you live? I don't know about you, but I'm not sure that three young women like yourselves should be out here, alone."

"We- we used to live in a village just outside this forest." Agrat replied. "B-but we were exiled."

"Exiled?" Lilith blinked. "Why?"

"We were being forced into marriage." Eisheth replied. "The three of us. To men that we really, really didn't like. They were arrogant assholes."

"They were aggressive." Agrat added. "One of them tried to grope me on our wedding day, before the wedding was even done.

"And I'm pretty sure that the guy I was being forced to marry was a bit crazy in the head." Naamah added. "In any case, the three of us were almost married to guys that we utterly hated, so we just refused to go through with it. So, our families collectively decided to kick us out, banning us from ever coming back."

"That's horrible!" Lilith cried. "I'm so sorry."

Roxas was very quick to pick up on the fact that the reasoning that Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth gave for being exiled from their village was damn near identical to the reason that Lilith (when she was still Eve) was thrown out of the Garden of Eden.

"We've been going through this forest for a day or two, now." Naamah continued. "Then those seven guys with wings tried to attack us, and..."

"And I know the rest." Lilith replied, looking behind her at the destruction she had left behind, as the tree that the first Fallen Angel had shot a Hadouken at finally finished coming down, a safe distance away from her. "What are your names, by the way?"

The three younger women gave their names, and Lilith nodded.

"Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth, huh? Those are nice names. I'm Lilith, by the way."

Lilith stepped back, allowing the three women some space as they got to their feet. A smile came to her face as Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth did not run away upon hearing confirmation of her name, as humans, religious beings as they were, often did.

"I'm going to assume that you don't have anywhere else to go, right?" Lilith spoke, calmly, to the three humans in front of her.

"N-no." Eisheth replied. "Our entire families lived in the village that we were just exiled from, and I doubt no-one would take us in without... well, sexual favours in return. And I'd rather not stoop so low as to do that."

The looks on Agrat and Naamah's faces told Lilith, in no uncertain terms, that they were on the same page as Eisheth.

"I see." Lilith nodded. "Well, if that's the case, then why don't you come with me?"

"Huh?" Agrat blinked.

"Did I stutter?" Lilith replied, her smile remaining on her face. "If you want to, you can come with me. I'll keep you safe. I'll make sure you never get attacked like you just were again. And, if you want..." Lilith's smile became slightly more devious. "I could make you more beautiful than you already are, if you'd like... just thought I'd offer."

The three human women in front of her all remained silent for a second, before looking between each other and whispering. As they did so, Lilith turned around and magically disposed of the seven Fallen Angel corpses, as they were starting to stink.

Once she was done, she turned around, where Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth were looking at her, determined expressions on their faces.

"We'd love to take you up on your offer, Lilith." all three Humans spoke, in unison.

"Great." Lilith replied. "This will just take a few minutes. Just stay still, okay?" The three Humans nodded, and Lilith began to draw a magic-circle in her palm, the same as how she had seen Lucifer doing all those years ago- before he had turned her into what she was now, before they had confessed their shared love for one-another, before they had married and borne a son- only taking a moment or two to do so. Once she had finished drawing the magic-circle, she sent it out with her hand so it appeared under Naamah's feet, before duplicating the circle two times so it appeared under Agrat and Eisheth as well.

Roxas watched as, same as Lucifer had done in the first memory, Lilith walked around the magic-circles (all of which bore pentagrams in the middle of them), and focused other spells into each of the five points of the stars, the centres of which Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth all stood, still as statues, in.

The entire process took ten silent minutes, and once it was over, Lilith stood up, taking a breath.

"Alright, I hope this works." she muttered, under her breath, before placing her tails on the shoulders of the three humans before her (one tail for each shoulder) and focusing her demonic energy into them, same as Lucifer had done with Eve in the past. The same black energy as Lucifer's began to spread out over the bodies of Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth, who had no outward reaction.

The magic-circles below the three humans began to glow a powerfully bright red, with the points on the pentagrams glowing brightest of all, Lilith began to chant as the energy fully spread over Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth's body.

"In the name of Lilith, I call out to Agrat, to Naamah, and to Eisheth, the humans before me. Let your souls heed my command and shed their human shackles, to become the first who will join mine ranks, as new members of the race of... the Succubus."

Lilith lifted her tails off of the shoulders of the three humans, and stepped back as the black energy surrounding them faded into their bodies, and Roxas- guessing what was coming- tapped present-Lilith on the shoulder.

"You think we really need to sit through Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth furiously masturbating?" he asked. "I mean, it can't have been too different from what you went through as Eve."

"Hmm." Present-Lilith looked back at her younger self facepalming at the sight of Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth dropping to the ground and beginning to be overwhelmed with the initial waves of pure horniness that came with the initial transformation into Succubi. "Now that you mention it, you're right. I think I can explain the rest of what you need to know."

The younger versions of Lilith, Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth faded away, and was replaced with the very real sight of Lilith's living room, back where Roxas and Lilith had started in the first place. Lilith then sat down on one of the couches, with Roxas doing the same.

"So... what then?" Roxas asked, after a second. "You made Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth into Succubi, and then what happened?"

"Well, I kept to my word." Lilith replied. "I brought them to the Underworld, allowed them to stay with me- Lucifer was absolutely OK with it- and I began to teach them how to use the powers that I had mastered over the past century. Over time, as they grew, they began jokingly referring to me as an older sister of theirs, rather than a teacher."

"So, it was a surrogate thing." Roxas replied, nodding. "As well as a joke."

"Indeed." Lilith sighed. "It was kind of annoying, at first, but I eventually just accepted it. They weren't really hurting me, and over time, it felt nice to be called a sister, whether or not I'm actually related to the people calling me that." she moved a lock of hair behind her ear with one hand. "Plus, with the benefit of hindsight, it was a cute gesture."

Roxas simply hummed in reply, and Lilith continued.

"Well, after Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth, I began creating more of beings like us, with Succubus, or Succubi in plural, becoming the name of our species. With Lucifer's help, I also began creating Incubi, the male equivalent to Succubi, when they became a bit of a problem for the male Devils."

"I guess they knew how it felt to be Lucifer, way back when, huh?" Roxas asked, half-jokingly. Lilith giggled.

"Yeah, I suppose so." she replied. "In any case, since the three of them were the first ones that I created, I, after semi-resigning from my duties as one of the leaders of the Devils-"

"Naturally." Roxas mumbled.

"I asked Agrat, Naamah and Eisheth to assist me in leading the Succubus and Incubus races." Lilith continued. "And they happily accepted, so they, alongside me, became the Four Queens of the Sex Demons. Kind of the Succubus equivalent of Lucifer choosing Leviathan, Beelzebub and Asmodeus to lead the Devils alongside him, with Sparda as a more personal assistant, until their- their deaths."

Lilith looked downward, taking a breath to compose herself, before looking up to her grandson, a smile back on her face.

"And that's it, Roxas. Now you have the answer to your question, as well as a lot more knowledge about how your little old grandmother came to be the way she is now… The End."

...Just so you know, this isn't the end of the fic. That was just Lilith saying that that was the end of her backstory. Just in case anyone's confused.

Anyway, there you have it. That's chapter FUCKING FORTY of Nephalem and Jesus Goddamn Christ, this is my longest chapter ever at over 15k words. Last time I got even close to that was Ch. 16 of this story at 13k, and before that it was Ch. 47 of that piece of shit Runaway Gremory fic at 14.7k. But here we are, over the 15k mark. *blows in a party blower*

Anyway, what have we had this chapter, aside from practically Lilith's entire backstory... oh yeah, part 2 of the fight between Isane and Elsha... and Venelana basically being Overhaul but even better, and another scene with Penemue... man, this chapter was kinda light on the stuff that didn't involve Roxas or Lilith, huh? Oh well, can't have all of them that way. Still loved writing this one, though, as long as it took.

Anyway, I really hope you enjoyed this chapter. Whether you did or you didn't, please leave a review and let me know, because I really do love hearing feedback, of any kind. If you fancy letting me know about some possible ideas you might have for later in the story, or just have questions for me (because I'll be happy to answer them), let me know in a review, drop me a PM or hit me up on Discord (my name for it is on my profile)!

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Asmodeus: 109-60-93

Young Agrat: 101-60-94

Young Naamah: 102-59-90

Young Eisheth: 100-56-92

Next Time: Millennium Makes its Move

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"It's fine..." Roxas panted, shuffling closer to his grandmother. "Just... let me keep my mind next time, alright?"

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